Novel & Cerita Scarlet Witch Pregnant

I didn’t want to say it outloud, but the words slipped out from my mouth. “Our baby has witch blood.” “Yes,” Callie confirmed. “So there’s a chance…” “Her witch might rise.” Dear god. So I was going to have TWO children with witch blood? Are you fucking kidding me? I was angry. Not at anyone in particular, but at the situation. Lucinda had blackmailed me into getting her pregnant. She’d had a vision of a powerful little girl, Jupiter, that was both a witch and a werewolf. Fine. Whatever. But not Eden’s baby.

"Alpha Ajax, settle down. I don't plan to harm my daughter," Vitani breezed past us and climbed the bed, placing her index and middle finger on Scarlette's neck. "My goodness! It's worse than I thought. Demmy, what are we going to do?" She cried out with dismay. Tears glistened in her red eyes as she turned to look at her husband. "What's wrong with her? What's wrong with my mate?" Cooper sobbed. "Scarlette is pregnant,"

Scarlett muttered and turned around before lifting the sports bra that she was wearing before the food that he wanted. "You’re a witch." Theodore pointed out, but he dared not reach near her, respecting her privacy. Unlike werewolves, witches and vampires didn’t like nudity, so invading their privacy wasn’t a good idea. "I’m also a mother, smarty-pants," Scarlett responded. "And don’t forget your baby also has wizard’s blood in his vein." She snapped at him. Theodore didn’t say anything about that part. He had met her daughter, Raven, who was barely a year old. So he could guess how Scarlett could breastfeed Griffin.

“But Scarlet didn’t think so.” I swallowed. “Because of Raymond.” She met my gaze, a spark of something bitter dancing behind her eyes. “Yes. Your mother fell in love with a werewolf—an unforgivable betrayal—something that had never happened before. A day before her marriage to the Vampire King… Scarlet ran away with him.” My heart pounded. Violet’s voice grew quieter. “A year later, the Vampire King found her. But she was already pregnant…with you.” The walls seemed to close in around me as I processed her words.

"You got to be kidding me, right?" Harry scornfully said to Scarlet. “No, I'm not Harry,” Scarlet replied tearfully as her lips trembled. She was with her parent in Harry's mansion, he didn't even let them come inside. So, they stood outside the pouch. “You gat to be kidding me,” Harry scoffed. "Please don't do this to me, Harry. I beg of you in Jesus' name, please don't," Scarlet pleaded. "Please don't do what exactly?" Harry frowned, "I still don't get you, Scarlet. Are you trying to tell me I'm truly the one responsible for your pregnancy?"

Now that he had concluded she might as well tell him the rest, “The witch she met was much more powerful than I was before, when I got pregnant I wanted to tell your father but he never came to me after his meeting with another pack and that was when I found out that he had found a mate. I was confused and hurt because I was his real mate and I was bearing a child for him, I tried to meet him but he shut me out from ever seeing him. When Scarlett find out about me and my predicament, she faked her own pregnancy and told the midwives to bring my baby to her lying to me that you were dead. When I found out the truth, I went to confront her and take you away but I saw your father so happy with

I just met her and now she was gone. But, after that, it felt peaceful as if I had fulfilled a mission and could finally rest. Later that day, after Katherine was buried, Martha came to stand beside me in front of her grave. “ She was pregnant with you when we came across her. ” She whispered to me. “ we were reluctant to take her in because she was a wolf but the curse on her was already working. And she was rejected by everyone else in this world. She had nowhere to go but she looked hopeful because she was having you. She didn’t see you as the Dark Lord’s child. For her, you were just her baby and she wanted to spend a good life with you. We saw the goodness in her and took her in. After

The air grew colder as I approached, and a strange sense of foreboding settled over me. I pushed open the door, the faint smell of herbs and incense filling the air as I entered. The witches turned, their faces unreadable as they looked up at me. “Where is she?” My voice was sharp, the urgency clear in every word. “Scarlett. Where did she go?” One of the witches stepped forward, her gaze steady as she met my eyes. “She has gone to the cursed tree.” The words hit me like a blow, and anger surged through me. “And you let her go? Alone?”

I was sitting on a bench placed at the front of the house dreaming and hoping that one day, I would finally meet my mate although, it seems like a hopeless dream as I am still unmated at the age of 18. My name is Scarlett Watson, and I am an Omega werewolf. I am an orphan who lost my parents at the age of 5 after our pack was attacked. I am being taken care of by the whole park as my parents were known for being responsible and useful to the park while they were alive. Even though they were Omegas, they still proved themselves worthy.

"We're divorced! We may be poor, but we still have pride! How did I give birth to such a useless child? You want me to sell my dignity and self-respect for some money?" In the end, I died in excruciating pain on that hospital bed. Pathetically, even in death, I believed every word my mom had said. So, in my second life, I still chose my mom. Nonetheless, I was more careful this time. I secretly asked my dad ahead of time for the money for my surgery and our living expenses. My mom cursed and criticized me for being greedy, but she still pocketed the bank card my dad had given us. What I did not expect was that the day before my heart transplant surgery, she suddenly learned that my dad was a