Derek POV I was restless, my hands shaking nonstop. I paced as I waited for the healer's diagnosis. I hope and prayed to the moon goddess for nothing serious. It should be over exhaustion, or maybe she was emotional. That should be it, nothing more. Minutes stretched into an eternity, each second grinding against my nerves with unbearable weight. I could hear faint movements from inside the room; Elise’s soft breath, the careful examination of the healer, the rustling of clothes and instruments. My wolf growled quietly, a protective rumble vibrating through my chest. I wanted to storm inside, to demand answers, to tear the world apart for her suffering but I restrained myself. I had to wait, I had to control the eruption building inside me. Then, finally, the pack healer emerged. The way he met my gaze sent a chill through me, and my heart seized before the words even left his mouth. Something exciting, yet disturbing was etched on my mind. “She’s… pregnant,” he said. Pr
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