Chapter 68

Grace

I couldn't help this feeling inside of me, my wolf hating me and being on oposite ends of a spectrum of black and white but we were carrying a pup inside of us and one that belonged to someone other than our mate.

My wolf had become maternal but she was angry at me, taking our mate away from us.

Nic is our mate.

"Grace are you alright?" Aunt Maya's sharp voice, soft with concern for me brought me out of my reverie.

I peered up at her dark eyes as they lingered over my swollen stomach, I couldn't hide it anymore, my stomach was too large now and my broken arm resting in the sling, hurt less now the pup inside me speeding up the healing.

"I'm fine aunt Maya," I replied, my tone let her know I really wasn't as she eyed me skeptically.

I kept my gaze on the crackling fire, watching the embers float upwards toward the chimney wishing my life could be different as I rocked back and forth in the cozy den of our cabin.