LOGINThe nurse tightened the cuff around my arm again, and the machine responded with another sharp sound that pulled everyone’s attention back to me. The doctor glanced at the screen, then at me, his calm slipping just enough to matter.“Her blood pressure is still elevated,” he said. “We can’t proceed like this.”Cameron didn’t react immediately. He stood at the foot of the bed, watching, waiting for the next instruction instead of arguing.“We’ll give it a few days,” the doctor continued. “Two, maybe three. We need stability before we operate. Opening her up like this would be reckless.”“That’s fine,” Cameron said. “Do whatever you need.”The nurse adjusted the cuff again, pressing it tighter than necessary. I let my breathing stay uneven, let the numbers climb just enough to make their decision feel urgent and justified. The moment the doctor turned to speak to his assistant, I stilled my chest and swallowed the smile that tried to surface.So easy.“Keep monitoring her,” the doctor s
Franklin raised the hospital bed, and the tube in my arm tugged when I shifted. The monitor around my stomach kept a steady rhythm, tracking the baby. I watched the screen, then turned my attention away.I didn’t like how steady that sound was. It felt too calm compared to everything happening inside me. If something was wrong, it shouldn’t sound this normal. That part unsettled me more than the pain.James dropped my bag onto the chair. “I didn’t know what to pack.”“You brought going-out clothes. Planning to sneak me out?” I said with a chuckle.“I panicked. I don't know how long you'll be staying.”“She’s staying as long as she needs to. Even if it means spending the remainder of her pregnancy here,” Franklin said, causing me to roll my eyes.A nurse walked in, connected the IV line into my arm, made sure I was comfortable, and left.“What if this isn’t food?” I said to Franklin. “What if my body is rejecting the pregnancy?”Franklin scoffed. “You’re not a doctor. Let them do their
Cameron POVEvangeline pulled back before the oil touched her hair.“Don’t use that on me!”The oracle stopped with the bottle still raised. Evangeline rushed closer to me and kept her arm close to her body. “It makes me feel worse, Cameron. I can’t breathe.”I reached out and took the bottle from the oracle before it tipped, then set it on the table. “It’s only infused oil,” the oracle said. “Raven root, ginger, clove. It cleanses. It does not harm.”Evangeline pushed herself up. “It does. I can’t stand the smell.” Her hand moved over her arm as she scratched harder.Luna Catherine shot the oracle an apologetic look. “I apologize on my daughter's behalf. She didn’t mean to offend you.”The oracle didn’t answer her. She looked at Evangeline, then picked up her basket. “I hope you recover,” she said before turning and walking out. The scent stayed behind after she left and settled into the room without shifting.Evangeline walked to the door. “I need to wash this off.”“Eva, that
Lisa “Get here now, please,” I heard James say into his phone as I bent over the sink and threw up again. I held onto the counter until the wave passed. I had already warned him not to call our mom, so he switched to Franklin instead.“Franklin just dropped Cameron at the airport. He’s on his way,” James said after ending the call.He stood close, watching me in a way that made me want to snap at him and hug him at the same time. I had not slept the night before, and the cramps had kept coming without giving me room to think. My body felt off and it was starting to scare him.“I’m fine,” I said, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. The words weren't true but I did not want him panicking. He picked up the glass of water from the bedside table and helped me back to bed without arguing.I pulled the sheet tight as the pain spread through my stomach again, and my grip tightened until my fingers hurt. “Get me some warm water,” I said, even as my voice broke in the middle of it. T
Lisa The suitcase snapped shut. My mom rested her hand on it, then looked at me like she was about to change her mind. “Do I look like I’m trying too hard?”I looked her over. “You need to get laid, Mom. That’s all this is.”Her eyes went wide. She smacked my arm. “Lisa!”“You asked.”She shook her head, but she was already trying not to smile. “There are things you don’t say to your mother.”“And there are things you don’t pretend you’re not thinking.”She tried to stay annoyed, but it didn’t stick. “You’re impossible.”“You like me like this. At least I don’t lie to you.”That broke her. She laughed and turned away, pulling herself together. When she faced me again, she still looked nervous, just not as tense.“It matters to you,” I said. “So go enjoy yourself.”She rolled her eyes, but she smiled. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. I feel like a teenager.”“You don’t look like one, so relax.”She laughed again, softer now, then looked at me a little differently. “Life doesn’t stop
Cameron The air smelled of sweat and cologne as Franklin dodged my strike and chuckled, that smug look already on his face. I waited for an opening and drove a hit into him that made him gasp and fold.“You evil beast,” he said through his teeth.“All’s fair in war.”He scoffed, still laughing. “Which is why you should stop burning it off in training twice a day and go see the woman you love.”“Stop it,” I said.“Round two,” he said, already moving, matching me hit for hit.Around us, the young scouts trained, watching us like it was a show. They liked it, took pride in it. Training with their alpha meant something.For me, it was just performance. I couldn’t remember the last time I actually smiled.I nodded at the guard who handed me water and a towel.“Done for the day,” I said. “Check the patrol borders. Sign the letters and shipments. And keep my cousin out of council meetings.”Franklin fell into step beside me.“I’m not an idiot, Cameron. That’s already my job.” He glanced at







