CHAPTER SEVEN

AMY'S POV

Once, when I was waiting tables at a pop-up store as a way to pick up some extra cash, I met an aspiring Broadway actor. His name was Nate, and he insisted we come see a show he was starring in.

All the other waitresses declined to go watch a new movie at the cinema. I couldn't afford to go with them, I was bored, plus I wasn't in such a hurry to go back home, so I went to the musty old building that he said it was taking place in.

The acting was surprisingly not bad, and the plot was spot on. I could relate to the main actress' struggles. It was the only thing that made me stay till the end.

After everything she went through, a rich prince came and swept her away from everything. That night, I went home with my heart full, and hope bloomed in my chest. Except, I wasn't looking for a man to save me. I was waiting for my admission letter from medical school to save me.

That was only nine months ago, and my situation hadn't improved much.

"What are we going to do?" Maddy said in the present moment, with wide eyes and a panicked expression. She was scared.

"Calm down." I told her, my heart racing a mile a minute. "Calm down. It's all going to work out." Assuring myself more than her.

It's not going to work out. About two hours ago, I had fainted, and my manager had contacted Maddy to come take me home. She did and suggested that I do a pregnancy test.

"Why do I have to take one?" I had asked stupidly as if I wasn't the one who had what I now remembered to be unprotected sex with a sexy stranger.

"Haven't you been more tired and moody lately?"

"Yes, but I figured it was because of the other stuff going on in my life."

"It could be or not. Humor me and take a test."

"Alright." I took a test, which, about twenty minutes ago, revealed that I was pregnant. I had been in a daze since then while my best friend resorted to panicking. It was her panic that jolted me out of my daze.

I knew the pregnancy was his. He was the only man I had slept with in a long time, so it made sense.

"What are you going to do?" Maddy asked for the nth time, and again, I drew blank. I didn't know what I was going to do.

"Maddy..."

"Wait, are you going to tell him?" She didn't know I had no way of contacting him. I didn't know his name. All I knew about him was that he was rich. He was powerful, and most importantly, he was a werewolf. I wasn't sure how, but he was. A powerful one at that.

"Well..."

"Maddy, calm down. I'm trying to wrap my head around it. I don't know what I'm going to do about it." I snapped, and she recoiled.

"I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry." I said. "You were only trying to help me."

"Do you want to have dinner with me before going home?'

"Yes." I wasn't hungry, but that would reassure her that I wasn't mad at her at all. If anything, she should be the one fed up with me. I stayed at her place for another hour before I finally decided to go back. She made me promise that I would not let myself be stressed and to not think too much about it.

"I won't." I smiled, but we both knew I was lying. With a sad smile, she let me go.

I was grateful that I had the house to myself for a while before my mother would stumble back from whatever bar or casino she was hitting tonight.

I chugged the milk in the fridge and ate a whole cucumber before escaping into my room.

Luckily for me, Tom allowed me back to work. I didn't tell anyone about my pregnancy because I was still trying to understand it myself. I hadn't decided what I was going to do with it.

"Are you sure you're fit to come back to work, Amy?" Martha, the oldest one of us, asked with genuine concern. I thought I would burst into tears, but I managed to hold it in.

"Yes, Martha. Why do you say so?"

"You've been staring into space every now and then. Do you need me to cover for you? I can do that while you rest."

"No, thank you, Martha." She was human, and she wouldn't understand why I simply couldn't leave my mother by herself. Even though this was the 21st century now, we wolves still upheld all the old laws of the land. My sense of pack belonging wouldn't let me abandon my mother.

She wouldn't even begin to understand my predicament, so I figured it was easier to just keep it to myself. I also resisted patting my belly. It was a dead giveaway that I was pregnant.

I managed to finish the rest of my shift without causing a ruckus. It was late at night when Tom locked up, and I was on my way home. With nothing other than my thoughts to distract me, I could no longer put off thinking about what to do.

Ab*rtion was something that was common, but it didn't sit well with me. This pregnancy has just set me back to square one. Even if one day I got tired of my mother and her constant problems, I wouldn't be able to leave easily anymore.

"What are we going to do about you, little one?" I said aloud, allowing myself to touch my belly. There was hardly any difference in my belly, but there was life in it. I had no idea what I was going to do with a baby.

Maybe I could give it away... I was getting stressed out by all the decisions I had to make. I decided to stop thinking about it for the meantime. If I were able to carry my baby to a full nine months, I would begin to make the decisions then. I was a twenty-year-old who should be preparing for medical school, but here I was, deciding on whether or not I would keep a baby.

I came to a full stop when I realized that the alley that I had gotten attacked in a few weeks back was only a few steps ahead. I had passed it a number of times after the attack, but this was the first time I was walking it with my baby.

I was scared. I was terrified that something would happen, which made me realize that I was not the least bit interested in losing this baby. I took a fortifying breath and walked in.

What was that thing Maddy said again? That I was bound to catch a break at some point? It better be now because I don't know how long I could hold on anymore.

I was almost there when a sudden wave of light blinded me. I stood rooted to the spot as a wave of déjà vu washed over me. This was exactly what happened when my savior stepped in.

I was too slow to react. I didn't notice that the light was getting closer until I felt the impact. It took a few seconds for me to realize that I had been hit by a car before I welcomed the darkness.