Chapter 6: Quinn

I was in a hospital room, with nurses all around me. I realized that I was looking through my mothers eyes. This was her memory.

A blood curdling scream left my lips as another contraction washed over. I could feel everything my mother felt. Tears streaming down my face, “where is he?!” I yelled searching for my mate, only my mothers voice came out instead of mine.

“He is on his way, Alpha, keep breathing. You got this Anna.” One of the nurses said to me,

After pushing for what seemed for hours a cry echoed through the room taking their first few breaths. Dr.Zane placed the baby, who I realized was me, in my arms just as my dad Dean rushed through the operating doors. He placed his hands on his knees bending over trying to catch his breath

Before walking over to us. I felt my mother’s anxiety when she realized I did not have the scent that I should. That was when she realized that Dean was not my father. missing pieces of her memory coming into place. I tried shaking the memories away. Dean looked at me with worry as he brushed his thumb over the baby's head. I knew he could tell I wasn’t his but also recognized the scent. But he didn’t let us feel any negativity.

Before I could continue my thought, all the nurses and Dean were flung to the edges of the room when a powerful cry left my infant lungs. My mother winced at the noise that came out of her. Seeing a forcefield that left my little mouth.

I looked down at the beautiful bundle in my arms with shock. my green eyes glowed at my mother while gnawing at my infant hand. It was crazy to see myself through my mothers eyes along with seeing power I didn't realize I had since I was born.

“Is everyone alright?” She asked everyone in the room. I heard murmurs throughout the room letting me know everyone was fine.

Dean put a thumbs up as he sat up against the wall. “Damn, our girl has some lungs on her huh?”

He winced as he got up and walked back over to us. Rubbing her cheek with his finger without hesitation after what just happened. My mother looked at him with a confused expression. I would have been running to the hills.

“Dean…she's not…” She started to say

“I know, baby. But you are both mine.” He smiled, interrupting me. “Do you know what you want to name her?” He asked, looking down at his claimed daughter, he claimed me without hesitation.

“Quinn.” She responded looking into my eyes.

“Quinn…I love it. Quinn Meredith Pierce.” Dean stated.

Tears formed in my eyes when I realized he gave me not only his last name but his mother’s name for my middle.

The doctor and nurses quickly picked up the hospital room and filed out to give Dean and I some privacy.

I looked at him as I propped myself up. Dean took baby me from my mother’s arms and started rocking me in the rocking chair in the corner of the room.

“I remember everything Dean. I know who attacked me.” My mother’s words were laced with fear. I was horrified by what was yet to come.