Knowing that with a single visit we cannot be sure if he is a kind person, I try to persuade my father, to talk to the so busy and committed to his job alpha.Because no matter how much I think about it, the quickest way out of all this is to get married as my father had planned and make the world believe that my baby is my fiancé’s, even though he and I know that it is not so.“It's not long until I get married, but I would like to at least get to know him by photos or hear his voice. As you have said, being compatible does not ensure that I have a triumphant marriage.>> So, it would be nice if he and I talk about our interests and affinities before we get married. To know better, how to behave and if we have something in common to talk about.” I say and my father smiles at me.“They'll have a lifetime to talk. Besides, you also have things to take care of, so, you won't have time either, dear. You must prepare to be his wife.>> Also, to lead the pack and finish your studies, you h

I drink hard, knowing that my mother is not someone easy to handle. Because, she is a woman who, although she is not always at home or has much of a say in things that happen, when she does, she is firm, so firm that if it is something against my father, he should back off a little, before everything explodes.So, if I wanted to survive, I must fake dementia and stick to my perfect excuse, using my mother's little experience with a potion that she does not approve of and that therefore, she does not know all the side effects it causes.“Mother, I know that the smells may possibly resemble each other, but, it doesn't mean that they have any connection.” I say and my mother smiles.“Oh, so the characteristic smell of the she-wolf gestating is so common to the point that an idiot of ancient times made a medicine that not only offends the race of werewolves but the process of gestation. This is amazing, Rain.“Well, Mother…“Don't think I'm an idiot, Rain! You're pregnant!” shouts my moth

I swallow hard, I know that she can take drastic measures and being honest, the last thing I want is to have a confrontation with the woman who brought me to life, but, I can't let her decide for me either.“I love you, Mother. Only God has any idea how much my love for you is, but, even for that love and respect, I will not dare to harm my son. I understand that you are disappointed...” I whisper and she interrupts me.“I'm beyond disappointed, Rain.” says my mother and I swallow hard nodding.“I understand, but, I'm not going to stop fighting, because just as I'm important to you, my baby is important to me. With sadness, I take my hand to my belly and close my eyes feeling bad because my son must go through so much just because of my irresponsibility.'If I had done things right, my baby would have been welcome among all. But how can he be welcomed if neither if“Do not compare us, you are my dear husband's d

The hours pass and I do not move from my place, so, the snow falling from the sky almost completely covers my entire body. As I am a white color, I camouflage perfectly with this one, therefore, I seriously think about staying here to sleep.The good thing about winter is that most of the predators are wintering, so, I have the forest to myself. Here I don't have to hide my pregnancy, much less take care that someone doesn't see me crying or see my expressions worried about everything I'm going through.But, the pain of my mother's stroke doesn't go away, nor does the worry of what may be happening at the Evaniff Mansion. Because if my mother has already told my secret, most likely my father is looking for me everywhere, while my brothers are barely notified or maybe they are already with their respective partners looking for me everywhere.‘They must be very worried about me. I think it will be best to face the situation.’ I tell myself mentally getting up from the ground and then sh

The next dayMy eyes look too swollen from crying so much, so, I put cold spoons around me and ice when I place to cool the spoons. However, my swelling does not decrease, nor does the worry I feel that everything will get more complicated.My parents are not there, neither are my brothers, but, the calm I am living now, is only the possible calm before the chaos, after all, the daughter and heir of the Russian mafia boss, has been humiliated.“Just calm down a little, if you don't stress so much, the baby will suffer and you won't solve any problems.” I tell myself trying to calm down.In the confinement to which I have submitted myself, I watch television, not knowing where to move and what is worse, what to do. In order not to feel lonely, I turn on the TV, wishing to raise my mood.But, nothing gives me the calm that I implore and although I do my academic works, I do not enjoy them as before. Annia's words come to my mind and that's why, I'm not able to think about anything other