Sissney
The journey to the pack wasn't so good; I was repeatedly nauseous as we traveled. Ethan was by my side every step of the way. Goddess, I love this man! He has been and will be the only man in my life. I don't care if my destined mate appears, he has no chance. Who can compete with the next Alpha King? Soon I won't have to worry. I just need him not to appear before the full moon mating ball; rejection would endanger the pup in my womb, even more so with an Alpha's rejection. I am sure a female wolf like me must be paired with a superior, strong wolf, and I cannot risk this future I've dreamed of so much. It's my fairy tale come true: the man I love and a family of my own with him!
A kiss on the skin that will soon bear his mate mark, and overflowing happiness reflects in his emerald eyes, which smile as they look at me, while his hand caresses my still-flat belly.
I can't wait to see the happiness of Ethan's parents when they learn the news that I am carrying the future Alpha of the pack, even before being marked and proclaimed Luna. We decided to tell them our news personally and to make our return to the pack a surprise, although I'm sure the Alpha and Luna will know as soon as I step into the pack house entrance. There will undoubtedly be a celebration!
His parents, as we anticipated, were surprised to see us enter the office with gifts. A warmth and happiness settled in my chest upon returning home, with the people I love and who love me. After all, I could have lost everything because of this trip and that miserable human.
The Alpha and Luna noticed something was different; their faces reflected concern. Turning to Ethan, they asked directly, "What happened?" Happily, with a smile that reflected in his emerald eyes, he told them about our miracle. The Alpha pair sniffed us, then shared a look as they rose towards us:
"We must go to the pack hospital immediately; the healer needs to examine you without losing time." Panic seized me; I lost control of my legs, which subtly buckled. With a gentle touch on my back, Ethan guided me to his parents' car, and together we headed to the medical center. This can't go wrong, nothing can happen to this pup. We shared the feeling through a glance. He took my hand and intertwined our fingers; his touch brought a wave of security and confidence. With him, I can face anything.
At the Hospital
"Pseudocyesis, or psychological pregnancy," that's what the doctor, the midwife, and the pack healer said after reviewing the ultrasound. "It happens when a woman has a strong desire to get pregnant and experiences the physical symptoms of pregnancy." The three of them, I asked for all three, because I don't believe it, it can't be true!
I can't stop my screams and tears, I don't believe it! My pup is our miracle, the Moon Goddess's blessing for us, it's our future. "Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you want my son to be the prophesied Alpha?" I lash out at the hospital staff, breaking equipment and throwing whatever I can grab in my outburst. In a matter of seconds, I feel a prick in my arm, a sedative. A minute later, I'm no longer crying, no longer speaking, just slumped, lifeless, on the gurney they assigned me.
"Ethan, how could you let it go this far?" his mother, Rosalin, asked. "You haven't marked her yet; it's impossible for a female wolf to carry a pup before her mate marks her. Besides, the first thing you feel from an Alpha pup is the strong heartbeat, even before its scent can be recognized…"
Rosalin kept talking, but I could no longer pay attention to her words. All I could do was look at the face of the man I love. Paleness, trembling in his shoulders, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face, the wolf inside him writhing, his eyes no longer as green as always, mixed with the animal's black. The wolf ascending, he doesn't look back at me, he can't, and I know, I know for sure what he's thinking—about the mongrel, not about the loss of my pup.
He managed to control the wild animal inside him, but it cost him all his strength, and he collapsed into his mother's arms, who screamed for help. Everything should have been joy and celebration, but now it was only sadness and tears, loss and heartbreak.
My female wolf tries to come out, but I push her to the back of my mind; I can't deal with her right now, she'd have some painful sarcasm for me. She's never liked Ethan, so we've never been close.
The medical team takes Ethan to another care room. His parents leave with him. No one cares about me, no one is here for me right now. My fairy tale lasted like a soap bubble and burst the same way, making a mess around it.
I touch my stomach, refusing to believe there's no nest, no warmth or future inside me. If I accept it, I'll have to accept that I'm not Ethan's miracle, that I'm not a second chance blessing for him, and that we'll probably never have our own pups. His Alpha lineage is in danger of disappearing.
I know deep down that our love means nothing to the pack without a pup, without an heir to his lineage. He can claim me as Luna according to our plan, but if I'm not his second chance, I won't be able to give him the pup he desperately needs. His position in the pack and his proclamation as Alpha King are now uncertain.
Bitter tears now stream down my cheek, bitter the love that awaits us, the uncertainty of the future, the pure hatred I feel towards the human who carried his pup in her womb—that woman could steal my future and my happiness with Ethan. A surprise turned nightmare, an illusion turned failure, and a future of honey turned to gall.