Novels by FLAME'S PEN

Chapter 53. Anna's POV. Pregnant? When we're they ever pregnant? My heart pulsated and blood pumped through my veins heavily like it had never done before. This was not the news I thought I would hear. It was fake, every fiber of muscle in me knew it. Something was fishy and it had riled something in me. Could it be? No, I needed to stop being delusional. But maybe it just might be true. Maybe they were the culprit even if they weren't aware that I survived their attempts on me. “An heir,” I muttered, biting my lips. As I stood there frozen, Lena flashed her eyes at me in concern, wondering why I was tensed up. She wouldn't understand even if she wanted the full deets. Maybe there was hope after all or maybe I was trying to delude myself into a ridiculous thought. God! Everything was overwhelming, the future uncertain. Even as my eyes flickered with hope, my sense of logic tried to kill every bit of light in me. I shook my head briefly and sat back, clearin

Chapter 52. Anna's POV. The days that followed were of pain, bitterness and grief. I was trapped in a state of despair, helpless and broken. Life meant nothing to me but an endless loophole of tears and yearning for my baby. I did not spend hours with my baby but I felt like I had known him all his life. I felt his absence, causing a hollowness within me. His cries lingered in my ears but they did not bring joy, happiness, but a dull ache in my head. It felt like I had a rumour in my head and it kept on growing alarmingly everyday. My baby was gone and so did my happiness with it. “If I lost him then why did I have to come this far. I shouldn't have survived,” I wept silently. The elders whispered about me, about the tragic event we passed through. Of course, they found a way to twist the story and blame the loss on me. They hated me and saw me fit to take the blame. The pack lingered with a cold silence each time I took a painstaking stroll around. I was broken.

Chapter 51Anna's POV. “She's been unconscious all morning… what do we do?” “Let's give her some time, she has been through a lot of stress,” “It's almost an hour now, don't you think we should take other measures to…” The indistinct voices echoed through my ears. Everywhere was dark but I could clearly hear voices in my head. They spoke with a gloomy tone, each sentence a pain to the dark and quiet space I floated in my head.I floated peacefully with no thought or worry crossing my mind. It was an illusion I was willing to take if it meant I was going to stop losing the things I loved most. But then, time struck its ugly hands. I realized I had been unconscious. The spies had knocked me out and the peace I felt was just an emptiness of my mind “Nooooo!,” I snapped my eyes open, the darkness vanishing as soon as light pierced through my eyes. I panted for breath as I sat up, looking around to recognize where I was. I was back at the pack house, but the images in my head kep

Chapter 50Gabriel's POV. Everything was blank for a while until I felt a tap on my shoulder. The heavy tap felt impatient to get a response and when I finally opened my eyes, a flood of pain washed through my head. “Ahhh,” I groaned softly, pressing my eyes shut and gritting my teeth. My head was light yet heavy with a ringing pain. “You're bleeding,” someone said to me and I continued groaning, sitting up on my knees. “Where am I?” I wondered, placing my hands on my forehead. My eyes tried to shut itself while I struggled to keep it wide awake. It took a minute to identify I was in a parking lot, but why?Why did my head hurt so much? What took me far away from my pack house? “Alpha, hey,” the voice called out, holding up a few of his fingers to my face. His voice felt like a trumpet jamming through the nerves in my brain. “Stop it,” I grunted. “Gosh! My head, It's killing me,” I rested my head on my open palms and allowed the pain to die down. My memories started floodin

Chapter 49. Anna's POV. ‘You think we are after you’ My ears rang with those words repeatedly. I was hallucinating, definitely, because why wouldn't they be after me? Why would they go all through all that trouble if they were not gunning for me? It might have been a threat, I said to myself. “They are trying to shut me up and it's not going to work,” I muttered, clenching the muscles in my feet. Unfortunately, as hard as I tried to delude myself that they meant another thing, the evidence tugged at my chest. These spies were being vague and I knew what they meant. I decided to ask the driver what he meant. Yes, he looked menacing like he was about to throw me off a bridge, but I had to summon up courage if I wanted to understand where I was going to find myself. “Hey!” My voice cracked under my heavy breath. “You said you aren't after me, what do you mean?” I glared. The driver exchanged a ridiculous look with his team and they burst out cackling. The driver nearly lost hi

Chapter 48Anna's POV. Nobody brags about the time they escaped death with nothing but a will, and strength of their own. Well, I saw death eye to eye and he was cloaked in the image of four men waiting to see me take my last breath. My life was over, useless and worthless to fight for. When all hope was lost, I heard the sound; the sound of relief, joy and life. I had given birth to my newborn. His cries filled the air,setting my chaos filled life to a calm and quiet moment. I was weak but his cry gave me strength. It made me forget about the trouble I had to go through a while ago. “It's a boy, ma'am. You did it.” The midwife said with a smile. “Congratulations.”I was overjoyed.Grateful. I thought I would lose the baby and my life as well. I mean, who gives birth in a moving van? “Him, let me see him,” I said with a weak voice, a little above a whisper. “Right here. There you go,” the woman smiled warmly as her eyes watered with love. She was doting on him as she cradled