All Chapters of Accidental Lycan Mates : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Amy's POV I thought the day was going a little well and I decided to go out. I'm not going too far but I received way too many information so I didn't want to stay cooped up at home. I should have seen this coming. I should have known a bastard like Brian would have still looked for a way to sneak into the pack despite how he was banned from coming here. Looking back, I should have noticed him positioning himself near the east corridor for the past hour. I was distracted. My head was still full of everything from the night before and I had a lot to think about. Let's not talk about the fact that his uncle is literally the cause of my problems, and he's also in support of his uncle He caught me when I was alone.I had just left the room where my dad was resting and I was walking back toward the main area when Brian stepped out from the side corridor and fell into step beside me like we had planned to meet here."Amelia. We need to talk."I almost kept walking. I genuinely almost jus

Amy's POVI did not expect Carla to come looking for me but then again, she has access to this Pack since she was with Damien in the past. I don't know why this place is so accessible to everyone these days. I thought this was supposed to be Damien's territory?I stared at her and just stood there for a second because of all the people I thought might be coming to see me, she was genuinely at the bottom of the list. She was standing in the corridor looking like she had made a decision she wasn't completely comfortable with and was going through with it anyway.I did not move to let her in."What do you want from me now?" I demanded with no filter in my voice."To talk." She met my eyes. "I have information. Real information, I'm not trying to lie to you. I need five minutes."I looked at her. I want to be honest about what I felt in that moment. I did not trust Carla. I had no reason to trust her anyway. This was the woman who had tried every possible angle to get Damien back, who had

Amy's POVBrian left without answering my question. He just stood up, looked at me for a moment with that expression I couldn't fully read, but knew he was pained and walked out. The door closed behind him and I heard his footsteps move down the corridor and get quieter.I went back to planning. About twenty minutes later I felt the first thing.It was low, a tightening, slow and dull, that moved across the bottom of my stomach and then released. I had felt things like it before over the past months... the doctors called them practice contractions, said they were normal, said my body was preparing.I sat very still and waited to see if it came back. It didn't, at least not immediately. I filed it away and kept my face exactly the same. Thirty minutes after Brian left, the door opened again.The man who walked in was not what I was expecting.I don't know exactly what I had built Richard up to be in my head. Something harder maybe. Maybe someone that looked like the kind of person who

Amy's POV I have been counting contractions for two hours. That was what I was doing. Every time one came I noted the time in my head, how long it lasted, how strong it was. I was treating it like a record, which was my body doing something I could not stop and was trying very hard to delay.They were getting closer together. I knew what that meant. The doctors explained the whole thing to me in calm clinical detail about three weeks ago and I listened carefully because that was the kind of information I wanted to actually have. I knew what the spacing meant. I knew what the progression meant.I was running out of time to stall. I have gotten good at hiding it. I knew when one was coming a few seconds before it peaked because of the way it started in my back first. Those few seconds were enough to regulate my breathing, relax my face, and make sure nothing visible changed. I have done it through two of Richard's check-ins and one guard rotation and a conversation with Brian that I'll

Amy's POV I caught him. He went down on one knee and I was already moving behind him, both hands grabbing his arm and his shoulder and taking as much of his weight as I could. He was heavy. He was significantly heavier than me and I was pregnant. I was not letting him hit the floor."I've got you," I said. I said it directly into his ear. "I've got you. Stay with me."His hand came up and grabbed mine. His grip was still strong but I could feel the effort it took. His breathing had changed. Slower than it should be. His head was staying up but it was taking work."Damien. Look at me. Please stop scaring me, what is wrong with you? What are you people doing to him??"He turned his head slightly and looked at me. His eyes were still focused. But there was something fighting behind them, something working against him from the inside, and I knew enough about what Richard's poison did to know it was only going to get worse from here.Brian took a step toward us. I don't know how to expla