The end cont.

Beau 

"It is time,'' Alby tells us. 

I am in a frenzy. 

Confusion and fear. 

I remember when my wolf woke up. 

I was ten. 

They are just six. 

They are too young. 

The pain I felt was excruciating and I don't think I am ready for my babies to feel that pain. 

"It is too early,'' I say deadpan. 

My voice is shaking. 

I am panicking and Lanis can see it. he grabs my hand in his and squeezes it gently but it doesn't help. He always has a way of helping me through all the tough times but this time it involves my babies and I can't help but not worry. I will always worry about them and I am not ready for them to go through the pain of the first turn. 

They are just babies. 

"Is there a way to stop it, I mean they are not ready,'' I cry desperately for something from the oldest wolf in the pack. 

He raises a brow "Are they not ready or are you not ready?'' he asks.