Angela's POVStanding by the rail barricading the few staircases down from the veranda of my apartment, gazing deep into the woods facing the house, I count with my eyes the number of trees standing there unmoving. The worry that fills my heart is not to be compared with the numbers my head is registering now. I take some quick steps down the stairs, strolling down to the little stream side a few inches away from the house, and then I look around for a quiet place to sit. My eyes fall on a fallen dead wood lying helplessly on the ground, begging for a lifting, yet none came to its rescue. I sit, staring into the night sky, as the half moon takes its shape, sitting right there in the sky, preparing for the full moon to come. My gaze return back to the house, looking around for anyone.. none is there. Returning back to the sky, my eyes meet with the beautiful stars plastered on different positions on there, sparkling and illuminating the earth. All I can ever think of right now is how

The whole situation felt like I was going to die that very moment, and nothing else mattered more to me than the life of the great beyond I was gradually seeing right ahead of me; in my face. Thanks to the moon goddess for sending Alpha Syrill my way, my life would've ended by now. Just right as I felt my eyes opening gradually, peeping through the tiny opening of my eyes, the heavy flash of light that burst into my vision was so blinding that I squinted. Quickly."Oh, you're awake already.. Please hold on, let me get you something to eat." A feminine voice speaks, running a hand over my bare skin. And then, I watch as she walks quickly off to the small but equipped kitchen in my apartment. At least, it's far better off than what I was experiencing in my father's house. And with this, I get to cook and eat anything I feel like. In a jiffy, she sprints back to me, stretching her lips to their extreme with her beautiful and charming smile. I can remember how Nikki pampered me during

Angela's POVThe thought of me carrying Alpha Syrill's pup drains me. Or should I say overwhelms me? This mixed feelings brewing so hard in my system is what I can not contain at the moment. How the hell did this happen? And how come I never knew about it but Mia knows and was just so convinced within herself that I am pregnant. I stare through my window, watching as the trees dance to the push if the heavy wind blowing outside, still lost in my thoughts. A wavering move came upon my face in a blink; I saw it, but I just could not understand what that meant. And shortly after, it comes flooding my face this time, and it leaves me blinking hard like some particles of dry duct have been poured into my eyes.I take my time to wipe it off, trying to sweep away every particle but in a blink, something got a grip of me and I flinch, almost falling off my seat. "Sorry… sorry… sorry…" I turn to see the last person on my mind. Alpha Syrill."You startled me…!" "I know, my love. And I think

Nikki's POVHeavily pregnant and sitting on my couch, feeling so miserable and alone. My stomach feels like it's going to burst, and I'm in so much pain."I can't take this anymore," I mutter to myself.Suddenly, my phone rings. It's Alpha Syrill's friend, Ellani, who is checking in on me. I try to put on a brave face, but she can tell something is wrong."Hey, Nikki, how are you feeling?" she asks."I'm not doing so great," I reply, tears welling up in my eyes. "The doctor discharged me from the hospital, but I'm still in so much pain. And to make matters worse for me, I can't seem to keep any food down.""That sounds terrible," she says sympathetically. "Is there anything I can do to help?"I shake my head, feeling defeated. "I don't know. I just want this all to be over."As the days go by, things only get worse. The pain in my stomach intensifies, and I can barely move without feeling like I'm going to be sick. I start to wonder if I made a mistake by getting pregnant in the first

Angela's POVAs I focus on my breathing, Syrill's phone rings, and he steps outside to take the call. I can hear his voice murmuring softly as he speaks with Head Luna, our pack's second-in-command.I try to eavesdrop on their conversation, but the pain is too much, and I can barely concentrate. But as Syrill returns, his face filled with concern, I know that something important has happened."Angela, that was Head Luna," he says, his voice low and urgent. "She's on her way here to help. She says we need to hold on, that everything's going to be okay."I nod weakly, grateful for the news. But as the contractions continue to come, I can feel my strength ebbing away."Syrill, I don't think I can do this," I whisper, my voice filled with fear.But Syrill's face is determined, his eyes full of love and resolve. "Yes, you can, Angela. You're the strongest person I know. And I'm right here with you."And with those words, I feel a renewed sense of strength and hope. Even as the pain grows w