Pregnant Loki の小説・ストーリー

It was a little too snug, and now that I was paying attention, my chest felt constricted, as if being pushed up unnaturally. My cleavage was practically spilling over, emphasized by the plunging cut of the swimsuit. The fabric pressed against my curves, making them look rounder, fuller—almost indecently so. Great. And this was the only swimsuit I had packed. I sighed, trying to ignore the discomfort, and let the lavender scent soothe me. Just as I closed my eyes to fully relax, I felt something warm brush against my ear. A breath? Startled, I turned sharply—only to come face to face with a large, sleek-furred dog.

To hear what he had to say, I begged Chloe to quiet down a bit. "You had a hand in this, didn't you." I hissed vehemently. "How can you think that of me, Freya? We spent three years together as husband and wife." He attempted to reason with a sincerity that was not visible to him. "Lopo, fuck you. After such a weird situation involving my father, you appear out of nowhere. It seemed you were prepared to witness the fruits of your labor." Lopo gave a big sigh and addressed me as though I were a simpleton. "No, Freya, of course not. When I heard the news, I tried to help you by bringing a witch over. She ought to be able to provide you with an antidote."

I stood there, broom in hand, feeling the world around me blur as my wolf’s voice echoed in my mind. “What? I’m… pregnant?” I could hardly believe it. My hands instinctively moved to my stomach, the weight of the realization settling over me. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I had been careful; I had taken all the precautions. But my wolf wouldn’t lie, and the truth of it sank in with a painful clarity. “All the late symptoms you've been showing leads to that. You're carrying a pup inside you," she confirmed again making me fret.

Orion had already told his lovely pack members about his sister who was rejected by her mate and that was why this doctor is treating me with some kind of sympathy. I turned my head to the other side of the bed, disinterested in whatever she had to say next. At this stage, all I wanted was to just be alone. But her next words shocked me. “Seems like you’re pregnant,” she said, “after testing your blood to see if any traces of silver could be found I—” I interrupted her with loud shushing noise, my eyes wide with fright and my finger on my lips. My eyes darted around to see if we were alone and fortunately we were.

Before I could ask, Doctor Louise walked into the room with a folder in her hand. "What are the results of the test?" Logan asked eagerly. "Alpha, the Luna is pregnant and is two months along," replied the doctor. "Are you serious?" Logan asked, overjoyed. The doctor confirmed that it was true, but I froze on the bed. I was happy to be continuing my bloodline, but I didn't want to put my child in danger. I turned to Doctor Louise and asked her to keep it a secret. "Doctor, please don't tell anyone about this until I have had a chance to think about it. I need to make sure that everything is okay before we share this news with the pack," I said.

this gets the attention of both men who turn to me. “I’m pregnant. It hurts please help me,” I close my eyes tightly as if shutting them will keep out the affliction and clench my clothing to the point that the ends of the fabric are now crumpled and distressed. It’s enough that the man at the Alpha’s side quickly kneels next to me, placing a hand on my stomach probably listening out for my unborn baby’s heartbeat. “She’s telling the truth, she’s pregnant,” I watch over the man’s shoulder and see a flicker of panic cross Caspian’s fierce expression.

After almost an hour of waiting, he finally got a message from Filipo. His fingers were trembling when he touched the phone screen. Filipo sent a photo. In the photo, he saw a man hugging a woman. Leonardo enlarged the photo for a better view. He recognized the man in the photo. "That's Anderson. Who is this woman?" Leonardo could not clearly see the woman's face in the photo. "This bracelet..." Leonardo said, trying to remember something. His eyes did not blink to see the bracelet worn by the woman in the photo. "I remember now. The bracelet of hope.... This woman.... Zivanna.... Zivanna Mariah Electra.... I have to go to the hospital now." Leonardo stood up and ran out of the room.

he murmured, tilting his head as if to get a better look, “but I think your stomach is bigger than it was last night.” Raven’s breath hitched. She glanced down at herself, her pulse quickening as she pressed a hand to the small but undeniable swell beneath her fingers. “Why is my stomach so large already?” she asked, a hint of unease creeping into her voice. “Most wolves have a pregnancy cycle of four months.” Damien exhaled, his expression shifting into something thoughtful. “I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice softer now. “You’re coming along faster than expected. But I don’t think you should worry—it could be from your lineage.”

My lips started wobbling as I tried so hard to hold my tears but I was so scared. “Please forgive me.” “The only thing that will make me forgive you is if you tell me what the results are. Only the news of my child will save you Alessia so tell me what is it?” My eyes widened and my fear doubled as I thought about my child. I can't tell him! He will take my child away from me. No, I can’t do that, it’s my child, not his. I thought, my eyes widening in horror. “I’m not pregnant…I took several tests and they all came out negative. I also just finished seeing my period.” He angrily grabbed my neck and started pressing down on my windpipe.

It remained the same, glaring back at me. My legs gave out on me. I slid to the floor, a band of lead wrapped around my chest as I struggled to breathe. I was pregnant.