Chapter 8

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So those of you who have alrady started this story I am sorry for any confusion.  I have been extremely busy these past few months.  Today I went back and edited and then added three chapters. I added one after the 4th chapter that I started and forgot about it. The other two are chapter 7 and 8 that I added today.  I hope you enjoy, sorry for the long wait!

Chapter 8

Malia's POV

It's been about 2 weeks since Everly Grace Stilinski came into this world. I healed quite quickly. I am still in the hospital in a private room so that I can breast feed. Melissa made sure she could be my nurse so no strange questions occurred as to why I am already healed. Everly is doing surprisingly well. We now are pretty positive that she is a werecoyote. It is why she is doing so well, but she won't become a full fledged coyote until she is older. She is just a regular premie with some help. The doctors are calling it a miracle, saying they have never seen a baby do so well at such an early delivery. Obviously no one is questioning why she is doing well, why would they? She is still connected to an IV and oxygen to help her breathe. The good thing is she is no longer in the NICU, and is instead in the room with me. We have had a ton of visitors all of them already in love with Everly. Mr. Stilinski has been incredible. He is truly like a father to me. Stiles and I have been able to hold her and she breastfeeds. I remember the first time they told us we could hold her and I could try breastfeeding.

"I think it is about time that mom and dad get to hold their baby girl" The nurse sweetly said to us. Stiles was almost jumping up and down with excitement albeit probably some nerves. The nurse carefully lifted Everly and wrapped her in a blanket. She handed Everly to Stiles. Stiles had a terrified look on his face as he carefully took her in his arms. He was absolutely terrified of dropping her.

"Stiles, your doing great, she isn't going to break" I said to him putting my arms around his side looking down at are beautiful daughter. After a few minutes and plenty of pictures it was my turn. I sat down in the rocking chair that was placed by my hospital bed. Stiles slowly lowered her into my arms. The minute she was in my arms tears started to flow down my face. She was so tiny it was hard to believe. "Honey don't cry, she is going to be okay" Stiles said to me also having a few stray tears on his cheek.

"I know, these are happy tears, crazy baby hormones!" I said with a chuckle. I looked down at my daughter with pure love and happiness. The nurse than offered to help me breastfeed. I pulled my hospital gown to the side letting my boob basically just hang out. Normally the thought of doing that in front of some stranger would be strange. Instead it was comfortable knowing it was a way of life. The nurse helped me position the baby moving the blanket out of the way so we could be skin to skin. After a few tries Everly latched on and began suckling. It was a weird feeling at first. But I instantly was amazed and in aww at my baby girl. For the first time Stiles didn't say something about the fact that my boobs were just hanging out.

"Does it feel weird" He asked kneeling beside me staring at our daughter as she ate.

"A little, I don't know how to explain it, it is just amazing." I replied holding everly close loving the skin to skin contact.

"I can't wait to feed her with a bottle" Stiles said to my side.

"I've never seen anything like this, your little girl is a tough one. Most preemies would still be in the incubator full time." The nurse said to us in pure amazement. I don't think I have ever been more grateful to be a werecoyote and to have passed the gene down to my daughter.

I looked over at Stiles who was snoring on the couch fast asleep. He has been incredible, staying with me every night. I looked down at Everly as she finished breast feeding and put her back in the small bassinet putting the oxygen back in her small little nose. They want to keep her in the hospital until she is at least 34 weeks. While she is doing extremely well she does have sleep apnea. She has stopped breathing and instead begins grunting. The first time it happened my heart stopped.

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