Miguel O'hara X Reader Pregnant Mga Nobela at Kwento

“He is. We were chasing some of them tonight. I got an intel that we had rogues in the pack and with this one, we can actually know who they are and where they’re from.” I nodded. “Do I get a prize for finding the rogue?” He chuckled and sat down with me. “Do you want a prize?” I nodded. “I do.” My stomach gave me a little kick as I held it and winced in pain. “Mara!” He yelled as the healer shot out of the house. “She’s having pain. Check her out.” The woman came to me as she started to check my stomach while I laid back on the chair . “You’re… pregnant?” She asked as I looked at Orion who nodded.

"Pregnant?" Orpheus mutters, violently snapping his head in my direction. His lips parted slightly in shock, his face drained of any form of colour. I was certain that, like mine, all of his thoughts had disappeared and become numb. "Mi...Micaela." "I’m not... I don’t think I’m pregnant, Daniel." I stuttered out, not sure what to say. "I beg to differ." He countered quickly. "I am almost certain you are pregnant; taking a test won’t hurt."

I barely made it before I retched. Pregnant. I was pregnant with the child of a man who left me standing alone under a spotlight. I was carrying the heir to a pack that already looked at me with pity. "If Owen finds out..." I started, my breath coming in short gasps. "He will never let you go," Hagar finished for me. "He will lock you in that penthouse. He will use the child to tie you to him forever, while he continues to keep Susana by his side."

The noise of a community celebrating what it had built. I stood with Joshua at the edge of it and watched. Val and Nadia move through the crowd together, his hand at her back. James and Marie were at a table near the wall, deep in what appeared to be a significant conversation nobody had planned. Nate watched Diana across the crowd, still unguarded, not saying anything about it. I put my hand on my stomach. Eliza, fifteen weeks. Silvermoon. Already part of this. Already being built into something that would outlast everyone here.

" James said nothing, but the silence was its own answer. Fear settled in his chest. He left without another word and went to see Tilly. This time, he didn't bother with pretense. He laid his intentions bare. Tilly was ready to deny everything until she saw the fetus floating in formalin and the twisted look on his face. She widened her eyes as her voice trembled. "What… what is that?" "It's the baby Jenna aborted." His reply was dazed, hollow. Tilly nearly collapsed. It was a long time before she found her voice, each word fractured.

“Maybe she’s busy or something.” Miguel let out a humorless laugh. “She’s pregnant!” Miguel said suddenly, almost shouting, taking the nurse aback as gasped softly, her eyes widening. “Oh.” Miguel ran a hand over his face, pacing the room. “She’s pregnant, and she won’t answer my calls. How do you expect me to be calm?” “Calm down, doc” the nurse said quickly, raising her hands a little. “You look terrified.” She stepped closer, her tone softer now.

Then that night was another night of torture for me, maybe I deserved all of this because of all the bad deeds I make in the past. Miguel was my karma, and here I am paying for what I did to Abby’s friend. “Ughh….” my body shook as I reached my orgasm, and Miguel put all his seeds inside of me and my eyes widened as I felt him inside. “No…I don’t wanna be pregnant!” He smiled at me and left me crying in fear.

She sat on the edge of the bed and watched him for a moment, thinking of how to break the news. "Miguel," she called softly, caressing his face. He opened his eyes slowly, still sleepy. "Isabella, what happened? Did something happen?", he asked worriedly. Isabella smiled and held Miguel's hands. "Miguel, we're going to be parents. I'm pregnant." Miguel's eyes widened in surprise, mixed with joy and apprehension. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The news of the pregnancy was a new chapter in their lives, full of possibilities and challenges.

“I was only twenty at the time when I found out I was pregnant, and I was honestly excited. I couldn’t wait to bring this child into the world and begin my own life.” “I told him the news, and he was happy for me, for us, and from his words, I could tell he couldn’t wait to see this child born. But I was a fool, and my dreams got the better of me.” Felicia was narrating with a gloomy expression on her face, eyes filled with hatred and other terrible feelings. Miguel sat on the chair and listened to this without interrupting. It was wrong to interrupt, and the best he could do if he wanted to know the truth was to listen and then decide for himself whether this was the truth or if he was bein

I said and eased back. Miguel grinned exposing his white teeth like he actually understood what I was saying. For a year-old kid, he was too smart for his age. "Let me tell my family about this, honey." He said and dialled a number. "Hello, Mum." "Hello, Lorenzo. How are you today? Hope my angel and Miguel are all right?" She asked. "Yes, Mum. I have good news. We're expecting a child. Sophie is pregnant, mother." He said, joyously.