3: Twins

Dana

I looked at the doctor.

"Tell me what's going on with me. Am I sick?"

"I wouldn't call it that, Dana," she sat beside me and handed me a paper with medical results, "Did you know you're pregnant?"

I opened my eyes wide. My heart pounded hard against my chest.

I couldn't believe it.

Pregnant?

For a moment I thought about it, but I didn't think my assistant was right. I got pregnant, and I had just divorced the father of my children. This was a nightmare.

I was afraid of being a mother. I didn't feel ready. But something inside me changed when my doctor showed me my baby on a screen. It was a tiny spot inside me.

"This is a baby," she pointed out.

"It's so... small."

My emotions were all over the place. I felt excited, sad, desperate, and scared. A baby is a huge responsibility, and I was afraid I wouldn't be a good mother to my child. I dreamed of starting a family in the future but with Demian. And an hour ago, he left me for my stepsister.

Tears escaped my eyes.

"You're one month pregnant, that's why it's so small. But before you know it, it'll grow."

I noticed another spot close to the other one.

"And what's that?" I pointed out.

"That there is another baby."

Another baby?

It can't be possible!

"You can't be serious," I was surprised.

"You're pregnant with two, Dana," the doctor affirmed.

I allowed myself to cry. One baby was too much responsibility for me. But two? This was too much for me.

But I felt that motherly love that women talk about. I felt that deep love and desire to move forward with my children. They were the family I had left. I would fight to ensure my children had an excellent quality of life. I wanted to protect them from any danger.

"Luna, shouldn't you be happy?" the doctor asked me. She was part of our pack.

Well, I was no longer part of the pack. Demian would reject me soon.

"I ask you please not to tell anyone what you know. No one can know that I'm pregnant. Do you understand? I won't be here for long."

"What are you talking about? What about Demian, Luna?"

"Demian and I are divorced. I order you not to say a word," I demanded.

The woman was surprised by my words. But she complied. She didn't say anything else.

"I have to go," I told her.

"You can't. We need to talk about the pregnancy, Dana. There's something you need to know. It seems like your health isn't good, Dana."

"What? What are you talking about?" I panicked. "That doesn't make much sense. I'm a werewolf. It's almost impossible for us to get sick."

"It seems that's not your case, Dana. There's something wrong with you, and I'm not sure what it is. I need to continue running tests on you."

"How bad is it?"

"It's concerning," she replied.

I put a hand on my chest. My heart was racing.

The doctor told me she was expecting me for our next medical appointment. I left the hospital feeling dizzy. The news I received today was killing me. I had too much information to process.

I went back home. Demian wasn't there. He hadn't returned yet.

I waited for him for hours, but he still didn't show up. I didn't know if I would tell Demian the truth. I didn't want to. Not after everything that happened. But I had to. He was the father of my children, and I needed his help.

I heard the front door of the house. I almost ran out of the room, but I stopped.

He didn't love me anymore. So I didn't have to show him that I cared. I loved Demian. I was in love with him. I will never forget him. I never felt so much love for a man.

I heard footsteps in the hallway. Demian entered the room.

Our eyes met. I wanted to tell him what was happening. But I felt Demian wouldn't care. Demian was going to have a child with Rachel. My health wouldn't matter to him either. He chose to believe her instead of me.

Demian and I were the happiest people in our marriage. I always believed he was a gentleman and charming man. Demian was thoughtful and romantic with me until a few weeks ago. I knew something was wrong with him, but I didn't think he was cheating on me. I still couldn't understand how he could do this to me. She poisoned his mind with her lies.

"You're back, Demian."

"Don't get your hopes up. I didn't come for you. I came to get some clothes to leave."

"Leave?"

"I'm going to spend the night at Rachel's house," he answered. He turned his back and searched for clothes in our closet.

What he said hurt me.

"You're shameless!" I yelled.

I was so angry and sad. Demian had no idea the harm he was causing me. His children suffered from his treatment too. My children felt Demian's indifference.

"You're the shameless one! You kept me away from my children for years."

I still had to process that Demian had a child with my sister years ago. He never told me they were together. But I think this was Rachel's lie. She lied by saying they broke up because of me, so my nephew might not be Demian's biological son.

"Don't you see? That's not your son, Demian."

"Yes, he is my son. Rachel and I had a test done, and the results have shown that I'm the father."

It couldn't be true. Our family had money. Maybe Rachel paid to falsify the tests.

"Don't bother trying to separate me from her because you won't succeed. I can't even look at you. I can't wait for you to leave here. I'll go with her, but I'll call you to organize your rejection as Luna. I want to end this soon."

His words felt like a dagger in my heart.

"There's something you need to know before you leave," I stopped him. Demian stopped in front of the door.

I was about to tell him that I was pregnant.