I was enjoying every bit of my day. My driver, whose name was Lindsey was a sweetheart and a half. She spent the day driving me around as I entered as many stores as I could and purchased everything that I liked and desired. Lindsey had been driving me around for hours and carrying all of my shopping bags, so I decided to finally give her a break and spoil her a little by taking her to the spa.
"So, when are you going to tell him that you're expecting?" I asked her. Lindsey had told me about her mate, who was a warrior for Quentin's pack. She told me how wonderful things were between them but she was nervous to tell him that she might be pregnant because she knows that they're still young.
She's only 19 years old and he's 22 years old, and they met when she was 16 years old. "I'm not pregnant, Queen Luna," she whispered
Quentin was too uptight and too much of a gentleman so I was going to make sure that he let loose tonight, we would have a splendid time and I'd show him the much more fun side in life. I was personally excited for what I had planned and the familiar feel of butterflies in my stomach as I was getting ready reminded me of all those times back home before I would hit the town with my girlfriends. I would have the music playing and dance around as I applied my make up in front of a mirror and then decide on what to wear and play dress up. Before we would all pose for selfies in the mirror and then call for an Uber and be on our way.I was wearing a short one shoulder body con dress with a pair of thigh high leather boots. I had braided my hair yesterday and I let loose the single of braids and had them thrown over my shoulder.
I groaned, unable to feel or comprehend anything else besides the migraine that I was having right now. I wanted to just lay down forever but very soon I felt bile coming up my throat and I shot up, rushing to the bathroom before I threw myself into the toilet and threw up excessively."Oh fuck, I hate drinking," I complained weakly as I threw up again."Are you ok?" Quentin asked me and I turned to see him standing by the door.I nodded, before I paused, "no..." I started to cry, "no, I'm not ok," I threw up again and he walked into the bathroom, holding my hair back for me as I sat there pathetically and hoped this would all stop."You drank a lot, last night," Quentin told me and I knew he was right
"You'll be ok, right?" I asked him for the millionth time since I stepped into his room and he asked me to lay in the bed with him. I couldn’t help but feel nervous because there was a feeling that he was hiding something from me. He wasn't really telling me how bad this all was and I'm afraid, so I keep asking him, hoping he'll finally tell me the whole truth."Yeah, I'm just going to be asleep for some time," he told me, soothingly rubbing my back."Then why am I scared?"
Once upon a time when I walked through these hallways and entered any room, I was always met with either children, Quentin's wives or servants. I could always hear some noise no matter where I was. At that time when I'd just gotten here, it would irritate me and pain me. Those loud happy laughs and the constant sounds of mothers scolding their children to stay away from anything that would hurt them.As I run my finger across the walls it seems like a distant memory. The only sound that meets me now, is the sound of my breathing and the almost silent patter of my feet as I walk through the house by myself.The silence is deafening and scary. This house looks even bigger than it did back then because it was only me and Quentin who was lying in his bed, unmoving but breathing. The servants were silent and stayed out of my
"Can you tell me what's going on doctor?" I asked the doctor, after watching him look at Quentin for almost an hour.The doctor turned to me but didn't meet my eyes, "we're waiting for him to gain the strength to wake up. The breaking of the mate bonds took a massive toll on his wolf, and when his wolf is weak, so is Quentin. It's possible that his wolf won't be able to fight this and might give up.""What will happen to Quentin if that happens?" I asked him and the doctor looked at Quentin."Alpha Quentin will not be able to wake up and he'll die peacefully in his sleep."I gasped, covering my mouth, "you're telling me he could die?" I asked him, shocked at the news. I just thought he'd be asleep for
"I'm afraid our fears have come to life," the doctor sighed after he'd given me some water when I'd woke up.I don't understand what happened and why it happened but as the doctor says this sentence everything kind of falls into place. I remember everything from my mother's slap to me collapsing right before I reached the car and finally waking up on this bed next to Quentin. Quentin still lies still and now I don't know what to do as I look at the doctor who gives me a concerned look."I don't think the Alpha...I'm afraid the reason that you feel weak is because the Alpha is unable to wake up. His wolf is losing the fight for survival, and now, it's, it's only a matter of time before he...before you both lose your lives."I shut my eyes at those words and desp
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared and fearful of what the future held. I was getting weaker by the day and it started to feel like death was inevitable and there was no way I could escape or fight it.At first, I got angry because I blamed Quentin. How selfish could he be? Then I realized he was doing what he thought would make me happy, but that only led us to our deaths and now we're here. Every time I close my eyes and slip into that deep sleep, a piece of me is left behind when I open my eyes."Thank you, Elisabeth," I said softly as Elisabeth helped me up, using her powers and floated the pen and paper towards me and I held it in my hands.I'd asked Elisabeth to bring me a pen and paper because I wanted to write a letter to my mother. I wanted to apol
The only way to describe it was that I was at peace. Peace had washed over me in waves and I felt like I was floating. I felt so light and airy like I didn't weigh a single ounce and I was just moving with the breeze of the wind.I felt so powerful like I hadn't just been on my deathbed, starving and thirsty. In fact that was so far away from my memory. I could almost hear soft singing in the distant, that soothed me even more. These beautiful hymns that just drove me further and further to a darkened yet peaceful world."Sarafina," a voice called, it was an unfamiliar feminine voice. It felt so light that if I hadn't been so at peace, I wouldn't have heard it."Moon Goddess," I responded, as my eyes opened and I looked around to