Marina's POV These previous several weeks have seen a lot of events. It was challenging for me to do tasks because of my large baby belly, but I managed. My welcome ceremony was able to be completed, and it came to a successful conclusion. We concluded by charging across the woods in wolf shape. Seeing the entire group gallop beside me was a breathtaking sight. Things were beginning to improve. I just wanted to avoid receiving any more unpleasant surprises. However, it appears that I spoke too soon because I felt water starting to stream down my legs at that precise moment. Really!? "Why couldn't you hold off till I finished my ice cream?" I grimaced. I started to walk, but a contraction stopped me in my tracks. As I tightened my grip on the countertop and screamed in agony, the marble cracked under my firm pressure. I moved forward by taking a small step while breathing heavily. After the pain lessened, I let go of the counter and attempted to take another step, but I slipped o
I gave a headshake. I was unable to complete it. I was worn out to the bone. Ryan said, "Sweetheart, you have to" as he appeared to be in anguish. I said, shaking my head and crying. "You can, yes. Since you're the toughest person I know, Marina, you'll be the one to succeed. Besides, I'm impatient for our son to see you." He gave a supportive smile. I answered, "It's a girl." Well, until he arrives, I won't be able to refute your claim. He smiled as he gently squeezed my hand and leaned over to kiss my wet forehead. "Ok. I'm all set." I gave Ryan one last push while looking at him, my face scrunching in agony. The moment our infant started crying, I turned to look at the doctor who was holding our child. "It is a boy." She declared. The infant was coated in bodily fluids, including blood. He was given to the nurse by the doctor so she could clean him up. Ryan said with a big smile, "You did it." It was unusual to see him so joyful. His gaze was downward. I was showered wit
She experienced periods of extreme depression, to the point where she refused to eat. She was once unable to care for both herself and our son. Yet no matter what occurred, I remained by her side the entire time. I kept trying to help Marina. I was able to get her back on her feet and healthy. Even if she didn't think she was beautiful, I would tell her every day that she was. Even now, I continue to tell her how lovely she was until she started believing in herself once more. She was able to shed the pregnancy weight after months of rigorous gym sessions. A year later, she became pregnant once more. But this pregnancy was different since she worked out virtually daily and felt good about her body when she gave birth to our baby daughter. Three years later, we find ourselves in the same situation. I was waiting for my bride while standing at the altar. Since Jackson's conception, a lot has occurred. He turned revealed to be an angel like Marina, which was exceedingly unusual given
Somewhere in another land, a pack unknown and hidden for many years, revealed an elderly woman and a young girl. "You are the only surviving Luna of our pack and you are our only savior," an elderly woman spoke. "What do you mean grandmother?" a young girl of about eighteen years asked. "When you were still five years old, our pack was attacked by some men. They began to kill our members. We tried to fight them but our strength did not match theirs. Your father was the alpha as of then, so the other wolves looked up to him. Because of his great role, he fought our attackers until his last breath," the woman explained. Amaya, her grand daughter gulped down her saliva, there was this unexplainable expression she had on her face. "But grandma, you are the same person that told me that my parents had died a natural death, so why are you telling me a different and weird story?" Grandma Elmore shut her eyes tight, she was trying to hold back the tears that desperately wanted to fall o
Amaya’s POV As I closed my eyes to sleep, I fell into a deep slumber and soon drifted into a dream. In my dream, I saw a king named Actaeon who ruled the land of Arcadia and commanded thousands of followers. His palace was a treasure trove of riches, fine foods, and exquisite artwork, yet he lacked one thing – love. One day, while King Actaeon was out hunting, he came across a small lake in the forest. As he approached, he saw a lady sitting at the edge of the lake, singing a soulful song. Her song was full of longing, and drawn in by her words, King Actaeon dismounted from his horse and approached her. When the woman turned to face him, her stunning beauty took his breath away. “Fair maiden, your song is both haunting and beautiful. Give me the honor of learning your name and how I may serve you. But first, what shall I call you, my angel?” “You may call me Adrastea, your majesty. I'm distressed because I fear I'll never find true love. My father is too strict, and he won't allow
Amaya’s POV I wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. As I sit up in my bed, I am reminded of the terrible nightmare I had last night. I had dreamt of a dark forest where I could hear strange noises and feel the cold breath of a monster on the back of my neck. I decide to call my grandma who is known for her wisdom and spiritual guidance. We've always been close, even after I discovered I was a wolf. I tell her about my nightmare, and she listens attentively, nodding along as I recount the details. “I had a dream where I saw a great king named Actaeon, who ruled the land of Arcadia and had many followers. He had everything one could ask for, except for love. One day, while on a hunt in the forest, he came across a beautiful lady named Adrastea singing by a lake. He was instantly smitten by her beauty and vowed to make her his wife, but Zeus, her father, had to approve of the match. Actaeon went to great lengths to impress Zeus, but he failed miserably. In a fit of
Amaya’s POV I decided to stay with grandma for a while. She loved telling me stories of her younger years, but today she didn't tell me her stories but gave me some insights in the humans and wolf hunters. I have never been in contact with a human, so if I am going to get my revenge on the wolf hunters then I will need to know their strength and potential. The one thing I learnt in all my years with my grandma, is never to underestimate your opponents no matter how weak they appear to be. An example is an Elephant, As huge as it may appear to be, a needle could make it shed tears. In the evening, I set out to find a new prey. I wanted to challenge myself, I could get us dinner and prepare myself to fight against the humans. I ran speedily into the woods in my wolf form not wanting to waste time and worry my grandma. I kept still in the woods for a while, sniffling the air for any prey's around, I couldn't find any. "Seems I'll have to go farther into the woods." I thought to mys
The sun kisssed my face good morning, dragging me out of my dreadful dream or rather a nightmare. I found myself in the woods once more but this time I was alone, watching the humans torture my grandma. I felt helpless and not in control of my own limbs. It's a bright morning but I felt glum, that dream was definitely a kind of warning. I had to be weary of the humans and prepare harder so I don't end up in that unfortunate situation. "Miss breakfast is ready." I heard the maid call and freshened up, I went to the wardrobe to find anything to wear and couldn't find any feminine wears. With no other choice, I ended up wearing some pants and an oversized pink shirt because it looked the most girly. I walked out the room and my lips parted in shock and amusement, the house was sooo big and beautiful. The hall way was way too long and the decor was superb. I wasn't able to really check out the house last night because I had to put up an act in front of Aiden and his maids that am used t