THIRD PERSON POV Back at the hospital, Eren's therapy is still in full swing.“Brain response?" Doctor Maxwell questions for the umpteenth time.“Average, no measure side effects yet” The nurse informs, and doctor Maxwell praised.They continue the procedure, slow and calculated. Each pulse is short, gentle, and designed to stimulate, not harm. Minutes pass, the silence broken only by the sounds of machines and measured breathing.Then suddenly, Eren’s hand twitches, and the toy falls to the ground.His eyes flutter open.“Octavia?” he murmurs again, but this time… the tone is different. Less like a child. More like a man waking from a long, heavy dream, searching for a long lost lover of his.The nurse looks at the doctor. “Did you hear that?” She asks, a smile breaking on her lips.“I did” Dr. Maxwell informs, stepping forward quickly. “Eren? Can you hear me?”Eren blinks slowly, his brows pulling together as if something deep in him is trying to piece itself back together in his m
THIRD PERSON POV The sky darkens above the valley, clouds swirling like smoke as if the heavens themselves can sense the cruelty unfolding below. Octavia lies on the rocky ground, her body trembling with pain and exhaustion. Blood stains the dirt beneath her as she clutches her protruding belly, her breath coming in sharp, broken gasps.Tears stream down her face.“Please Lora let me go… of at least let your grandbabies go,” she sobs, her voice raw and desperate. “Let me have them… just let me have my babies… I beg of you”Her hands shake as she tries to brace herself against another contraction, her scream echoing through the cliffs. Each wave of pain comes faster, harder, sharper than the last. She’s too weak, her body failing her, but her spirit, her love for the children inside her, is still fighting.“Please, Lora,” she pleads again, turning her tear filled eyes toward the woman standing coldly above her. “Let me give birth… I’m begging you...”Lora says nothing. Her face is unr
Third Person POVIt was a dark stormy night. Inside the hospital, the lights in the hallway flicker slightly as a nurse walks past the psychiatric ward into the treatment room. The air is tense, thick with anticipation and urgency. In the treatment room, Doctor Maxwell stands, checking the settings on the machine again, his face serious and focused. His eyes carrying the weight of the difficult choice he has to make. “Was he really going to push through with a potentially dangerous operation like this?” He baffles to himself but just then a knock sounds on the door.“Come in,” Dr. Maxwell says without looking up, as he tries stabilizing his breathing.The door slams open and a tall and clean-shaved police officer walks in. He looks uneasy, frightened in fact like he knows something irreversible is about to happen.“Doc, security has cleared the area. Everything is in place,” the officer reports. “You can begin when ready.”“That is good news, but what about Octavia? Have you seen her
LORA'S POV I sit in my room, nursing a glass of whiskey, as a feeling of triumph overwhelms me. “Come this time tomorrow Octavia will be no more” I think to myself but just then my complacency is short-lived, as there's a knock at the door. “Come in” I command and one of my henchmen enter, him faces grim."What is wrong?" I ask, my curiosity plagued as I set my glass down."Octavia escaped," He replies, his voice urgent. “What? you let her escape? You are such an idiot" I yell, planting a hellacious slap across his face."Forgive me it wasn't intentional Luna. She got wind of our plan and fled the scene.""How did she find out?" I demand, my voice rising."We're not sure, but we've tracked her car," the henchman replies. "She's heading in the direction of the hospital."My mind racing, I grab my keys. "We're going after her. She can't be allowed to meet her husband. We can't let that happen."The henchman nod, following me out the door as I rush to my car. We're going to catch up t
OCTAVIA POVI'm doubling over, clutching my back as a wave of severe waist cramps washes over me. The pain is intense, and I can feel minor contractions rippling through my uterus. I'm 7 months pregnant, and this isn't normal, I have complained to my doctor but she claims this is normal for Lycan babies. I'm trying to breathe through the pain, wondering what's causing it as I gabble down a bottle of water.Just as I'm starting to feel a little bit of relief, Nadia bursts into the room, her face white with fear. "Octavia, you have to get out of here, now!" she exclaims almost breathless, as she grabs my arm, jerking me off the bed.My heart skipped a beat, Nadia was never one to play games like this so I really didn't understand what she was driving at.I stare at her, my eyes widen with confusion. "What's wrong, Nadia? What happened?""It's Bennis, Nick, and Lora," she whispers urgently, in-between pants. "They're planning to kill you. I overheard them talking about it. They're going
BENNIS'S POVI had watched Octavia care for my Eren all this while, her devotion and love for him. The way he looks at her and how he makes her smile at the slightest opportunity.As I observed their interactions, day after day, I felt a pang in my chest. It's a sensation I wasn't used to, one that makes me realize my feelings for Eren have shifted. I didn't find him disgusting anymore, or unworthy of me, instead I found myself drawn to him, to the man he was despite his condition.Octavia's dedication to Eren was admirable, she must have seen the treasure buried underneath the sands of his mental ill. Her love for him only fueled my desire to make him mine. I've always known Eren was meant to be with me, cause he's my mate, the moon goddess choice him, herself. I will admit I never wanted anything to do with him before because of his mental illness but I don't care anymore, I can't stand him being with her anymore. Octavia, your presence has been a constant thorn in my side, a barr