Adira

The days were tranquil, everyone was happy and seemed content. The pack was flourishing and the cherry on top is that; Wyatt and Azriel were talking without growls or death threats. However, my heart was still heavy, a war was coming and everyone knew yet no one wanted to talk or think about it.

Wyatt assured me that we will win but I knew our people will still die, our warriors who swore to defend this pack. My phone rang and I answered it; 

" Hey Monique," I smiled, getting out of Wyatt's arms and standing by the window. 

" Hi, beautiful. Guess what?" 

" Um, you're pregnant?" I...