Epilogue Six months later. “Emily, go get your Dad and Ethan to get ready or we are going to be late for the ceremony” “Okay, mom” Emily nodded and turned to leave while I continued to busy myself with Jaxon. His birth came at a time when we were going through the most difficult moment of our lives and I can’t help but cherish the bond I have with him. Jaxon looked like Ethan when he was a month old. A resemblance that was uncanny to their father. Our little family went from four to five and ever since my hands have been more than full. Having to care for my kids as well as carrying out my duty as Luna around the pack hasn’t been easy but thanks to Lin, I was given a year leave from my work as a lawyer even though I have a feeling I won’t be returning after that. Lin had already hinted that he was working on helping me start my own law firm where I can recruit and train other lawyers in neighboring packs so they can defend their territories the right way without wedging war on ea
Meghan POVI stared out the window overlooking the hospital grounds. The soft rustle of leaves and the tweeting of sparrows taking a dip in the bird baths erected around the garden was like music to my ears and served to take my mind off the nervous fluttering in my stomach. I have been both dreading and looking forward to the meeting with doctor Vera for the past few weeks, and for good reason too.I and my mate Zack have been trying for a baby for ages now and the news the doctor would deliver would relieve me or shatter my heart into a million pieces again. This is not the first time I came to collect the results of a pregnancy test, and all the others have been a disappointing negative. I have no idea what I’m going to do if this one turns out the same way as well. Zack and I want children, of course, but more importantly, he needs an heir. Being the sweet darling that he is, does not care much for it, but that doesn’t mean the whole pack was not rooting for one. Zack is an Al
Meghan POVI left the doctor’s office in a daze, unsure of what to do or where to go. I couldn’t shake the feeling of anger and betrayal that had taken hold of me. I walked out to the parking lot and sat in my car, tears streaming down my face. I just wanted to curl up into a small, tiny ball and die. It kind of felt like I had cheated on Zack and I felt horrible.My chest burn with more anxiety, Panic pain stabbing a hole through every fiber of my being as I sat wailing in silent. I was not even sure I wanted this child anymore. Everything was all so messed up. Things were not meant to happen this way!It took me more than a few hours to pull myself together and drive home. On the way, I wondered just how I was going to break the news to Zack without breaking his heart like mine was.I even considered – excruciatingly – when I was going to tell him, and if I should even tell him at all. I mean, I’m the one who received the news, and I’m the one carrying the baby, so maybe... Maybe
"Wh-what are you talking about Meghan?" Zack laughed. "What do you mean the child you are carrying is not-"“The doctor’s made a mistake and I was artificially inseminated by another man’s semen," I blurted out, still sobbing.Zack’s laughter turned into disbelief as he turned to face me, and after seeing the seriousness in my eyes, his face quickly changed into something borderline furious. “What? Are you kidding me?” he exclaimed, shocked.I shook my head and went on to explain everything that the doctor had told me about the mix-up at the fertility clinic. It took me ages to complete the simple story since I kept on bursting into tears intermittently. By the time I was done, Zack had realized that this was not a joke, and he grew livid. “Are you serious right now? How could this even happen?” he shouted.I grabbed onto him to stop him from rising and storming away in anger.“Zack, I would never lie about something like this. I, I do not have the foggiest idea what to do Zack. I d
"Fine, I'll abort it!"Zack nodded, and before he left, he looked at me and said, “You made the right choice. I hope you never put me in this situation ever again.” And left without looking back.At that moment, I felt like my world has completely fallen apart, even more so than it did at the hospital because somewhere deep inside me I had wanted to keep this child.I loved my husband, but this baby was my chance for motherhood. I realized that I was between a rock and a hard place and had to make a decision.I was scared of what Zack would do if I chose to keep the baby, and at the same time, I couldn’t bear the thought of losing him. He wasn’t just my mate, he was my everything and I can’t afford to throw it all away just like that. I broke down in tears as soon as he left the room. I had just lost everything - my mate, his trust, and even my own self-respect. The thought of killing my own baby stung me deeply, but I felt like I had no other option.I sat alone, filled with remorse
It took me quite a while to find myself back at the hospital, the anxiety that returned by the time I found my way into the hospital halls was crippling. It also did not help that the weather was now overcast and rain was falling with a vengeance. As I sat in the waiting room at the hospital, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The stark walls and floors, the uncomfortable chairs, and the hushed silence all served to amplify my anxiety.I tried to take heart in the fact that today was one of doctor Vera's working days and at the very least she would certainly look out for me and try to ease my worries before the abortion. As lost in a maze of nervousness as I was, I did not notice a dark haired man sit down next to me until he turned to me and asked, "Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." I managed to offer up a weak smile and told him I was fine. "Are you pregnant?" he asked suddenly. I was taken aback by his question and a bit offended too. The very las
I paused at the door to doctor Vera's office, outright freezing up once the door loomed before me. My anxiety returned once more, almost crippling in its intensity. I took the time to contemplate the intricacies involved in what I was about to do.I, both as a matter of principle and as a person, did not look favorably upon abortion at all. The reason was not quite religious or even remotely related to any religion, and was quite simple.You see, my mother had tried to have me aborted while I was about four weeks old. She had tried a dozen times, had gone about it a dozen different ways, but had not succeeded in the end. My twin (sister I would like to imagine) had taken the fall for both of us and left me to live on. While that was in no way traumatic - I don’t know jack shit of what was happening at the time -, the fact that my mother had drummed that story into me during my early years may have definitely been.She had been quite clear that I was, in fact, a big colossal mistake,
Doctor Vera led me down the hallway towards the room where the ultrasound was going to be performed. The hallway was white and sterile with a few doors opening up to various medical offices. The scent of antiseptic lingered in the air and made me feel uneasy. As we approached the door, Doctor Vera turned to me and smiled reassuringly."Okay, we're almost there. Just a few more steps and we'll get started," she said softly. I nodded nervously, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety all at once.The room itself was dimly lit, with a small window on one side that let in a bit of natural light. The walls were painted a pale yellow and there was a large, cushioned exam table in the center of the room, positioned in front of a large monitor. The ultrasound machine was set up nearby, its small screen illuminated with faint blue light. Next to it, there was a small stool for the technician to sit on as they performed the examination."Alright, if you could just have a seat here please," Doct