ZEPHYR'S POV
“How could you!?” Celeste shouted. She and the rest of the pack members had found out about the rogue wolf who also happened to be my mate and they didn't take it well, especially Celeste. But what could they do, I was their alpha and they had to listen to me especially when it was matters about my mate. Celeste had followed me all the way from the training grounds to my office, she looked pissed and ready to explode. I knew this was not going to be easy. Celeste and I have known each other since we were still young pups. She was the first female I fell for and we were each other’s first of everything. Everyone knew of our relationship and they supported us, they saw her as the future Luna of our pack. Everything was going well until my parents passed away. My father passed away after suffering from a terrible sickness and my mother followed shortly from heartbreak. It was the worst time in my life but I had to be strong for the sake and survival of my pack. Celeste and Ronan were there with me helping me through tough times, but a few months after my mother passed away Celeste found her mate. His name was David Ocean, he was from a different pack but moved to our pack after meeting Celeste. Celeste was not happy about me letting her go just like that, but she later accepted it and got together with David. He was good to her and he loved her, everyone could see it. Two years after they got together David died. He had gone to a nearby river at the edge of our territory and he got attacked by two rogue wolves. Celeste was devastated, she barely ate and refused to speak to anyone. A couple of months later she was back to the Celeste everyone knew and loved. And she also tried getting back with me, but I could not do that. All my feelings for her had finished, I only saw her as someone I needed to protect because she was part of my pack. But Celeste was not the type to give up and she kept trying over and over again. On the day of my parents’ death anniversary I lost control of myself and we ended up sleeping together but that was all it was just sex without any meaning behind it. I was just looking for a way to let out my frustrations and pain. Ever since then we always had sex on my parents’ and her mate's death anniversaries. To me that was all it was, a way of getting unnecessary feeling out of our systems. “Celeste.” I said in a serious tone. “What,huh!? Celeste what!? You are keeping a rogue wolf in your house. A rogue Zephyr, a fucking rogue. What if she kills everyone here, huh. Then what would you do?” She screamed, her breathing was unstable and she paced up and down. “This has nothing to do with you. She is mine and nobody is going to tell me what to do with her.” I replied calmly, watching her acting crazy. She stopped in her tracks and faced me, her face was so flushed it looked like she was going to pass out. “Did you just say she's yours?” She shrieked, pulling at her hair. “Yes.” I replied nonchalantly. A look of disbelief clouded her face. “Zephyr, she is a rogue and you know what rogues do. They destroy things, steal, they break and they kill. They only bring misfortune and misery wherever they go. This girl, she is no exception. Just reject her and….” “Get out.” I said calmly. “What?” She asked. “Make use of the door and get out.” “Zephyr, are you kicking me out because of the thing in….” “Don't you dare. That woman is your future Luna, you and everyone in this pack shall speak of her with respect. Now get the fuck out before I cut off your tongue.” Her eyes glossed over with tears but I did not care. I was her Alpha and she had no right speaking to me in that manner or speaking about my mate that way. She sniffled and tears rolled down her cheeks. She slowly turned around and walked out. I let out a sigh before leaving the room. I headed upstairs to the room she was in. As soon as I got closer to her door, a citrusy and fresh scent hit me. It was her scent, it made goosebumps appear on my whole body. I knocked and then proceeded to unlock the door. I slowly opened the door and went inside. My eyes were met with cold brown eyes. She was seated on the bed in an oversized black t-shirt and black sweatpants, her legs were crossed as she glared at me.Her curly black hair was in a low ponytail. I sat on a chair across from the bed she was sitting on. She watched my every move like a hawk. “Hey.” I said watching her closely. “What do you want?” She replied aggressively. “Your name.” She rolled her eyes and bit her lips. I felt electricity moving through my veins. Her lips were nice and plum. I wanted to bite them too. I licked my lips and watched her teeth sink into her bottom lip. “Please tell me your name or I will just have to give you one myself.” I threatened. “Can you just let me leave this place? I don't want to be here, I crossed into your territory by mistake. So please let me go.” She said, I shook my head. “Tell me your name first and then I will consider it.” I lied through my teeth.I was not going to let her go anywhere. “Morrigan.” She whispered. “Who?” “Morrigan!” She shouted. I chuckled lightly, she was cute. “Beautiful name.” I said, she rolled her eyes and scoffed. “Sure, so can I go now?” She asked impatiently. “And where do you wanna go? I am your mate, don't you understand what that means. You and I are meant to be together for as long as we live.” I cringed at my own words. What was happening to me? Why was I saying all these things, all of a sudden. “Listen here Zephyr or whatever it is they call you, I am not interested in this whole thing. I just want to leave this place, you and I can never be.” She said, A frown formed on my face. “And why not?” “It's none of your business, just go ahead and reject me before things go too far. I have places to be and this was definitely not one of them.” She said nonchalantly. I felt my heart squeeze painfully. Reject her? Was she serious?ZEPHYR'S POV Her eyes held no warmth, no recognition. Just darkness, cold and endless. My heart thundered in my chest, hard. “Sweetheart, it's me.” I choked out. Her hands tightened against my throat. “Non amplius, dulcis. Nunc una ex nobis est.” She hissed, but the voice wasn't hers. It was like a hundred people speaking out of her mouth. (No more sweetheart. She is one of us now.) I didn't understand what she was saying. My head was getting fuzzy and my eyes blurry. Why was this happening? “Morrigan.” I wanted to yell but it came out as a strangled whisper. “No more Morrigan.” She growled. I used all my power and pushed her off of me. I rolled onto my side in a coughing fit. I scrambled onto my feet, she stood across from me with a grin on her face. Not her usual happy grin but a creepy one. My heart dropped. “The curse.” I whispered. Was it really the curse? No. The grin on her face disappeared and she fell on her knees, fingers clawing at her head. A horrific
ZEPHYR'S POV The soft light from the sun lit up the room. Birds softly chirped outside. The pack homes were still quiet except for the gentle creak of movement here and there. I stretched and reached out for Morrigan, but she didn't stir like she always does. Instead she laid there with her eyes closed, her hand on her forehead and her eyebrows drawn. “Are you okay?” I asked sitting up. She lightly shook her head, her eyes still closed. “I don't feel too good.” She said, her voice shaky and weak. “What's wrong?” I asked my concern rising. “Fever? Nausea?” “No….no. Just tired, heavy. Terrible headache and everything is spinning.” She whispered. I gently brushed her hair away from her forehead and pressed a gentle kiss on it. “Alright. Get some rest, I will watch the kids.” She groaned in protest but I gently brushed her hair. “It's ok. I've got them, please just get some rest….please.” She nodded gently, I smiled and placed a light kiss on her lips. I slipped out of bed
MORRIGAN'S POV Laughter echoed through the garden. The blue was a gentle blue, the wind blew softly rustling the leaves and flowers in the garden. Kierra and I sat on a blanket under one of the many trees in our garden. Lucian, Freya and Endymion, Kierra's son, ran around the garden. “I swear they were just wobbling around just yesterday,” Kierra ran her fingers through her hair, a smile on her face. “Now look at them running around.” “Mommy,” Endymion screeched, tears filling up her eyes as she pointed a finger at Freya who stood a few steps from him. “She bit me.” Freya gasped, violently shaking her head. “Did not,” she looked at her brother who abruptly turned away. “Lucy tell them.” “I didn't see anything,” he huffed. He didn't like the nickname his sister had given him. “And stop calling me Lucy.” “Mommy I didn't do it.” She pouted. “Did too,” Endymion sniffled. “You are a bully and I do not want to play with you anymore.” “Freya, apologize to Endy right now.” I s
ZEPHYR'S POV I paced. Back and forth. Again and again and again. I couldn't stop pacing, everytime her scream pierced through the wooden door my heart squeezed painfully. “Zephyr you're going to leave a hole in the floor. Stop pacing up and down, she is going to be fine.” Ronan assured. “You know how strong she is.” His words didn't do anything to make me feel better. I knew she was strong, she really is but strength didn't mean she wasn't in pain. It didn't mean she or our child were safe. The thought of losing her wo….. No. I clenched my jaw and hands. My nails digging into the palm of my hand. I ran my fingers through my hair and gripped the hair at the back of my head with my eyes closed. “Please. Goddess please keep them safe.” I whispered. Another scream tore through the wall. Her voice was laced in so much pain. I wanted to rush in there and hold her hand. I couldn't bear to lose her. Not now, not after all we had been through and what we had survived. This was
MORRIGAN'S POV I didn't think I was going to cry. But the moment I saw the tiny baby cradled in Kierra's arms, tears welled up. The room was warm and filled with many different scents but all I could focus on were the sounds made by the tiny baby. It was so tiny, so fragile, so real. “He's so, so perfect.” I said, voice barely audible. I moved closer, unable to look away. “Do you want to hold him?” Kierra asked, a smile etched on her face. She looked so pale and exhausted. I gulped. “Can I?” She nodded and gently passed the baby to me. It was so small, fragile and very light. I silently watched the tiny baby, his chest moving up and down. My heart squeezed and a smile grew on my face. I lightly tapped the baby's cheek with a single finger and his mouth opened in a sleepy yawn. My heart melted. “Oh goddess,” I blinked at Kierra. “I can't believe he was inside you and now he's here. In my arms.” “You're next.” She gave a tired chuckle. I looked down at my own swollen b
MORRIGAN'S POV “What did you say?” I whispered. I stared at the healer. Maybe I had misheard him, I might be hearing things. A smile graced his face, excitement filling his eyes. “You're with child.” My hand instinctively fell to my stomach. “B..but how?” I whispered, then let out a breathy laugh at my own question. I covered my mouth in stunned disbelief. So many emotions hit me at once, uncertainty, shock and happiness that felt too fragile to hold on to. My heart thundered as the truth sipped into my bones. This was real. I was really pregnant. “I'm pregnant.” I said. The words felt strange on my tongue, yet my chest felt warm. A small smile grew on my face. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But I knew that I couldn't wait to tell Zephyr. ____________________________________ I found him alone at the training grounds. His shirt clung to his back, hair being tousled by the wind. I paused my hand over my stomach with a small smile on my face. My heart trembled