Novel & Cerita Siren Thorn Pregnant

They met in summer camp, at age nine, the kind of friendship that survives distance, years and bad decisions. "Why are you telling me?" I asked. "Because you've been waiting for something on Thornfield for two years. And because Sienna is involved and I want to make sure whatever happens next doesn't land on her." I told Isabella I understood. I thanked her and hung up. Then I hired an investigator. He confirmed everything in five days. Sienna Thornfield, twenty four years of age, had an apartment in Sellwood, rent paid by Flynn's personal account. Seven months pregnant. The baby's father was Marcus Hale, which opened a whole separate set of complications the investigator flagged without bei

I breathe he is the strongest wolf on the planet and if he willed it, he would call on the armies of hell to bring me down to protect our mates and pups. “I will see what I can find. I will be in touch soon oh and congrats, daddy.” He stands, offering me his hand. I take it as he pulls me into a bear hug, clapping me on my back. I’m happy but scared and not because Mia is pregnant, but deep down in case something goes wrong. Thorn opens a portal as he steps through. I put my glass down and move to find my mates. I can’t let them know what is happening. I don’t want them to worry about me. Some things are best left in the dark.

" The video ended. Kyle set the phone down on the table. Nobody spoke for a long moment. Dax had gone completely still by the window. The pack wolves in the corner were looking at the phone with expressions that had gone past anger into something quieter and more absolute. Lucian's hand on the table had closed into a fist. Through the life bond I felt what was happening on his side of it and I understood it completely because it was happening on my side too. I looked at the phone. At the forty seconds of video that had just changed every calculation in the room. Viviana's unborn child. Ryker's child. Morgana threatened an unborn child to force my hand. I pressed both hands flat against the t

AURELIA'S P.O.V A month had passed since my last meeting with Thorne and my conversation with Celia. I was now sixteen weeks gone, and I couldn't wait to give birth. Sometimes I cherished being pregnant, being able to rub my belly affectionately knowing there was a life growing inside me, and besides, it also gave me an excuse to spend more time with Thorne, even though technically we didn't need one since we were together-ish. We'd been sneaking around for the past month, and even though it had been exciting, I couldn't help but grow nervous around Cooper in fear of him finding out my secret. What if he came across my texts with Thorne? What if he suspected something was going on? Just, wha

I needed to trust them, I needed them to know we planned on a future here…and there was no time like the present. “I need you to contact the Red Thorn pack, ask for Doctor Sophia.” “For any partifuclar reason Luna?” “You need to request all of my medical records, even ones off records. Tell her I demand it.” “Are you unwell?” “No, I’m pregnant…and I haven’t had any checks or scans…” He holds his gasp at my announcement, whether he already knew or not, he wasn’t letting on. I didn’t know who Than may have already told. “Congratulations, I’ll make the necessary arrangements. I’ll get word to you…”

“ Devon! Are you really pregnant!?” Thorne shouted as soon as I entered my kingdom, making me shocked because of how fast he picked up the news. I told the Gibbous twin that I don’t want anyone to know yet but they didn’t listen. “ Who told you?” I asked but Thorne held his place and clenched his teeth so he cannot talk. My gaze landed to Beta Xander and he looked on me with confusion on his eyes. “ What?” he asked and he rolled his eyes when I waited for him to tell me the truth. “ It’s Anne,” he added which made me groan out of frustration.

And now the past wasn’t just tapping at the door—it had kicked it wide open. I glanced at my phone again. 11:47 PM. I couldn’t keep this in. Not anymore. Not when the threats were circling like vultures. Not when Nathan, unknowingly, had just stepped into the blast zone. And especially not when I was carrying his child. I opened my contacts and hovered over his name. You’re going to ruin everything, the voice in my head whispered. What if he changes his mind about you? But I tapped Call anyway. He answered after two rings.

My husband and Katherine had me locked here for almost a week with nothing but water. I let out a dry, rattling laugh. "Katherine, one day you will end up worse than I did," I shifted my gaze to Richard, and clutched my already protruding belly. "Nothing stays hidden forever, Richard. My thorns will be yours soon." "Aish.... Let's just kill this bitch, honey," Katherine whispered, stepping back as if my breath would stain her. "No, not now. We still need her to thumbprint on the safe remember?" Richard said, his voice cold.

The word Pregnant didn't just enter my mind; it exploded like a bomb. Four weeks. Suddenly, the hazy room felt ice cold. My heart, which had been sluggish and tired, began to hammer against my ribs like a trapped bird. No. No, God, please. Not like this. I thought of Josh—the night in that hotel when the world felt safe. Our wedding night. The night we thought we were hiding from the Loom weaving thorns for us but we were actually weaving ourselves deeper into it. I thought of my mother, how would she take this? I overheard the police saying she's a disturbance as she comes around always trying to see me.

"Luna Silva? That’s just a wild, silver-veined variant of wild mint. I found it growing near the creek three weeks ago. It’s harmless." "It isn't mint," Francis snapped, his jaw tightening. "It’s a catalyst. To a human, it’s a herb. To a wolf, it acts like a signal fire on a pitch-black night. It amplifies your natural scent, makes it intoxicating. This rogue found you first because he was desperate, but he won't be the last. The moment I step out of this doorway, another one will come through that window to tear you apart."