MasukSamantha “I think it’s time for you to see a therapist, Sam.” The moment Zephyr said it, something in his voice made my chest tighten. He wasn’t suggesting it the way people usually do, like it was optional advice I could ignore. He meant it. I could hear the concern underneath his calm tone. “I don’t want to force you,” he added, softer now. “But you can’t carry all of this on your own.” I didn’t answer right away. Not because I didn’t understand him. I did. That was the problem. He was right. But understanding something and actually being ready for it were two very different things. Letting go. Talking. Opening up. I had spent so long convincing myself I could handle everything alone that the idea of not doing that anymore felt unfamiliar. Unsteady. Even so, deep down, I knew I was already struggling more than I wanted to admit. But sitting in front of a stranger and laying everything out like that made my stomach twist. Talking about Rowan was easy enough in a detached
I tilted my head, not quite sure what he meant at first. Then the moment the words left my mouth, the entire house erupted. Voices overlapped, laughter broke out, and excitement filled every corner. Mona and Vera were the loudest, their reactions almost deafening as they celebrated. What caught me off guard the most was Monica. For once, she looked completely sincere. Her usual composure was gone, replaced with pure excitement. “Finally! I have another nephew! Or maybe a niece! Oh, who cares?” she said, practically glowing. Ashley tugged lightly at my blouse, her eyes wide with excitement. “Does this mean I finally have a new friend in the house? Should I buy more dollhouses so we can play together?” I smiled, smoothing her hair gently. “Maybe we can get new toys after your cousin gets a little bigger. For now, how about a chew toy first?” She gasped, completely shocked. “A chew toy? Like the one for puppies?” I laughed softly. “Not exactly, sweetheart. Babies like to chew on t
“Mom, I want to tell you something.” I held my phone a little tighter than usual, my fingers trembling just enough for me to notice. I was still sitting in the waiting area, my heart racing from everything that had just happened. Zephyr had stepped away to pick up the medication the doctor prescribed, leaving me alone with thoughts I could barely keep steady. “Samantha? Is something wrong?” my mom asked, her voice already filled with concern. “No,” I said quickly, letting out a small, nervous laugh. “Actually… it’s good news.” “What is it?” she asked immediately. “Don’t scare me like that.” I took a breath and forced the words out before I could overthink them. “I’m pregnant.” Silence. One second passed. Then another. My grip tightened around my phone. Why wasn’t she saying anything? A flicker of worry crept in. Maybe she wasn’t happy. It wouldn’t be surprising. My parents were still unsure about Zephyr, and even I had admitted not long ago that I was still figuring out my fe
I felt Zephyr’s fingers tighten around mine, his thumb brushing gently over my skin in a slow, steady rhythm that was meant to calm me. It helped, a little, but not enough to quiet everything going on inside my head.“Sweetheart,” he said softly, his voice gentler than before, “do you want to see a doctor? Just to be sure?”I swallowed, suddenly aware of how dry my throat felt.“It’s just a check-up,” he continued, keeping his tone even. “And no matter what the results are, there’s nothing we can’t handle.”My gaze dropped to our hands. His warmth grounded me, but the nervous feeling in my chest refused to fade.“Zephyr…” I murmured, my voice uncertain. “What if the results confirm that I really can’t have children?”He looked at me like the question didn’t even make sense.“Then we move on with our lives,” he said simply. “Just like we always planned.”“But—”“No buts,” he cut in gently. “You’re my mate, and that’s not going to change. What happened to you, what you went through, tha
I pressed my lips together, heat creeping up my face as embarrassment and frustration tangled inside me. The way I had been acting didn’t feel like me at all. I sounded like one of those overly possessive girlfriends I used to roll my eyes at, the kind who got upset over something as ridiculous as a dream. It made no sense, and yet I couldn’t seem to stop.What was wrong with me today?I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to steady my thoughts. Maybe it was just hormones. Maybe my period was about to start, and that was why everything felt so intense, why every small thing seemed to get under my skin.Then the thought hit so suddenly it stole my breath.My period.My heart skipped.I was late.Not just a few days late. Two weeks. That had never happened before.For a moment, I just sat there, staring at nothing as the realization settled in. Then I shook my head quickly, trying to brush it off. It didn’t mean anything. It couldn’t. I already knew I couldn’t get pregnant, so there
Samantha I paused, my thoughts catching up with me.Wait.Was this jealousy?The idea felt strange.I had spent years with someone who never cared about loyalty. Rowan moved from one woman to another so easily that, at some point, I had stopped reacting. There had been no point.Somewhere along the way, I had forgotten what jealousy even felt like.But this was different.This feeling sat heavy in my chest, sharp and unfamiliar. It made me uneasy, a little irritated, and more emotional than I expected.Was this normal?Did I even have the right to feel this way?I hadn’t fully sorted out my feelings for Zephyr yet, and here I was acting like I had any claim over him.It didn’t seem fair.Still, I couldn’t deny it.I didn’t like the thought of him being close to other women.Not even a little.“Samantha! You have a guest!”The door burst open, pulling me out of my thoughts. A staff member stood there, practically glowing with excitement.“Who?” I asked, frowning slightly.“It’s Mr. Ll
"I’m sorry to keep you waiting." The door behind me suddenly opened. Zephyr entered the meeting room, brushing his hair back as he walked in with Reece. His expression was cold and nonchalant, as usual. However, the moment I turned my head toward him, his demeanor shifted, and he offered me a war
Even though five years had passed, my appearance still looked as young as before, and that was one of the advantages of being a werewolf. We weren’t immortal, but our aging process was three times slower than humans. That was why werewolf celebrities tended to have longer careers compared to ordin
I had a really good sleep that night. For the first time in so long, I could sleep next to my mother again, her presence wrapping around me like a shield, giving me the kind of comfort I hadn’t realized I’d been missing all these years. When morning came, I led my parents to the dining room, whe
"Samantha, are you awake?" A loud knock rattled my door in the early morning.I groaned and rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the lingering sleepiness. Glancing at the clock on my bedside table, I sighed in exasperation. It was barely 5 a.m.I had stayed up late practicing my script and had only







