Amelia's pov.
“There's no need to panic Amy, you got this. You just have to get pregnant, and–”
My thoughts were interrupted by my wolf's words. “Why are you in a hurry to get pregnant, what if it's just a way to make you get pregnant quickly, and then you turn into a baby making machine.”
She explained, making me turn pale. The thought alone was draining, and I was yet to even think of something to do about the whole situation, except getting pregnant.
My heart was drumming in my chest, and I wondered why my wolf said such to me when in reality she knew I was trying to believe him.
“Stop!” I yelled at her in order to get her to stop talking. These words weren't what I needed now. In fact, most importantly, I needed her to make sure that I had full trust in the Alpha's words because no matter what happened, I was still going to be the one to bear his heir.
“Fine, maybe thinking about the sex would help you feel great. I mean, can't you see the way he looks at you, and the way he hel
