*storm's POV*."

The first thing that woke me up was the loud shout outside the hut. Children were playing and testing out their lycan shape, their youthful voices echoing through the village. I groggily opened my eyes, feeling disoriented as I tried to shake off the remnants of sleep. But as I attempted to sit up, a sharp pain shot through my belly, causing me to gasp and double over.

I held my stomach, grimacing at the ache that seemed to intensify with each passing moment. Just then, Kim, my dear friend and confidante, rushed into the room, a concerned expression etched on her face. In her hands, she held...