Novel & Cerita Pregnant Bird

We got outside to find Jesse and Miranda as well, both dressed for shifting. “I’ve not got a whole lot longer in my pregnancy that I will still be able to shift so I gotta get it in while I can,” Miranda said, rubbing her belly. Jesse nodded. “So… you’re a wolf but you’ll birth a tiger? How nuts is that,” I asked, and maybe it wasn’t my business. But hell, that wasn’t just something I heard about every day. “Oh yeah,” she said, throwing her arm around my shoulder.

I silently prayed for the strength to say the right words and offer her some comfort. I could hear low whispers coming from the kitchen. As we entered the only thing that caught my attention was the 3 Phoenix birds on the table. I had somehow forgotten that I had found one and now there were three in the kitchen. Each one was a different color. One was silver, one was black, and the last was a deep blue. I felt a chill run through my body as I realized the significance of the three Phoenix birds. They were a sign of something special. They all turned to me and squawked as they fell to me, lowering their heads as if bowing when they raised their heads the Blue one spoke

“You’re okay, baby girl. No one will hurt you. I won’t allow it.” “But you can’t shift, right? You can’t while you’re pregnant, so someone might get to me,” she says and I can see that Naida feels the same way. “No. You are safe. First, no one will get past my son and the other dragons that live outside. They are guarding these lands and every night when they go to find food, they search the lands, making sure there are no hunters here. But, just because I’m pregnant and can’t shift, doesn’t mean I’m not still an air dragon,” I say.

I put my hand in his hair. We stayed like that. The training yard empty around us, the morning quiet, the pack not yet fully at its day. A bird somewhere in the eaves of the east wing making the sound birds make in the early part of morning that has nothing to do with alarm and everything to do with being alive. "It changes the ritual calculation," I said eventually. "Nyx thinks the pregnancy makes it safer. The combined blood signature—" "Twenty minutes," he said against my stomach. Muffled. Certain.

I froze. The word hit me like a punch in the chest. Pregnant. For a few seconds, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t even think. My mind replayed everything, the blood, her screams, her calling out for her baby before she passed out. Her baby. I swallowed hard, my hands curling into fists. She was pregnant. But whose child was it? Mine? Or…

“But maybe we’re learning how to carry it differently.” Lena nodded. “Maybe we are.” They walked in silence for a while, letting the city surround them. Then Lena stopped, drawing Adrien’s attention. “Look,” she said, pointing to a small group gathered in a nearby park—a prenatal yoga session. Mothers and fathers, some laughing, some carefully following the instructor’s movements, babies on the way visible in gentle curves of bellies and careful steps. Adrien watched, curiosity mixed with a hint of awkwardness. “We’re… joining them?”

Anyway I was leaving today, so I shouldn't be bothered about this now. Nisha was sitting before a big sand tub which was filled with eggs, little cute yellow chicks and a fat hen sat over them. The little chicks were scratching and pecking their way around a brooder. Nisha sprinkled some grains before them and watching the hilarity ensue as they all tried to get a piece was such an adorable thing. The mother hen was busy poking the eggs with her nose helping her babies to get out of the shell. My hands reached my mouth in amusement as I never witnessed a chicken birth before.

Nova spun me around, laughing and sobbing simultaneously, already declaring herself the favorite aunt. "Sophie's pregnant too," Nova reminded me. "Our children will grow up together. Phoenix and wolf, witch and warrior. A new generation without the old wounds." Aria arrived within hours of getting my message, bringing ancient texts about phoenix pregnancies. "Your fire will run hotter," she warned, spreading scrolls across our table. "The babies will draw on your power as they develop. You'll need to be careful. No major phoenix manifestations. No battles. No unnecessary risks." "She's saying bed rest," Derek translated, already looking protective.

It's her 3rd month of pregnancy and the whole family is extra careful about her and the baby. But the moment she looked at him with her teary orbs he couldn't hold back but to panic more. 'You fine na? Cutei pie is fine na? I am calling doctor aunty. Don't cry TeeetyBird.' But before he could get up she hiccupped 'We are fine. It's just...just my back hurts.' 'Where TweetyBird?Are you hurt?' He wasn't satisfied yet. 'No I am not hurt. It's common in pregnancy. I read it in the book you brought.' She slowly whispered. Putting back the phone on the couch he went to her.

"I don't know why, but I have this intense craving for seagull brain. Can you get it for me, please?" "Uhh, that's disgusting___" Ryder stops as he looks at my face. Tears are already forming in my eyes. Athena won't leave me alone until I get some and Ryder isn't listening to me! "Are you crying?" Ryder asks. "No, I am not!" I bark. Ryder sighs. "Let me guess, pregnancy craving?" "Athena cravings," I say between sobbing. Ryder quickly jumps to his feet. "No need to cry. I am on it," he says and heads off to find seagulls. I sit on the bench, feeling embarrassed and disgusted with myself. What kind of pregnant woman craves a seagull brain?