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Rey was the only one inside the room. He swallowed dryly, made sure no one could still see him. Still, for being there, where none of the elders could, he felt nervous. Even more nervous than when he saw his mother and father behaving strangely with each other. Peering curiously, he moved closer to the bed and watched as the three women helped his mother to her feet. Clumsy and tired, the vampire with the prominent belly moved around the place and, little by little, got into the tub of water smoothly thanks to the help of those present there.

Maryam looked worried about everything around her. From one moment to the next, if she wasn't moaning or gritting her teeth, she would organize what was next to her. But an abrupt change of mood came over her face and, with a backhanded flip of her hand, she threw away everything she had organized. Rey could see fear in his mother. The anxiety in her fingers flared until she needed to bite them until they bled and try to silence her doubts. Quietly and discreetly, the vampire looked at the two old women there and asked:

"If it came to it, could you ignore the deformity of one of my children and let me, my husband or one of the boys take care of the rest?"

"Our job is to ensure your safety and the babies' safety," Clara said.

"From then on, it will be your responsibility" Ana finished the sentence.

Calmed and almost with a smile on her face, Maryam came back to the present and screamed as if she couldn't seem to take the pain anymore. Rey, she still didn't understand what was troubling her mother. "Why does she allow others to be cast out?" he wondered. Moving closer and as one who wanted to make someone else's pain his own, he saw something he shouldn't have when his Maryam held her belly, laid her body down and lifted her legs wide open.

"I guess that's an open belly and that's the way out," thought the little boy with his eyes pinned between his mother's legs. The opening was considerable, had blood and fluids around it, at the same time it was enlarging. The skin in the area was stretched and seemed to want to give way forward, given that what was coming was bigger than the hole. "It looks like hair, yes... someone's head seems to be sticking out from between his legs. But he's having a hard time, maybe I can also see how his belly keeps opening up... But if it's information I'm after, I think it'll be more productive to go with the other adults," the little guy said to himself to turn his back on the bizarre situation he was in and go through the door almost as fast as he could.

After getting through the wood, Rey bumped into his father, who was standing in front of the entrance. Wulfgang had the look of someone who didn't know how to trust. He could understand that his father felt responsible, that he was perhaps nervous, worried and a bit discouraged. "Adults can't know everything," he said to himself. The little boy not only looked in the direction of the lycanthrope, but also looked at the others. They looked just as anxious. None of them had had time to reflect on the situation or think clearly.

Rey heard cries of pain behind him, how Heroclades demanded explanations from the Great Wise Wizard, the way Katherine paced back and forth, Ehimus' movement on the largest piece of furniture in the room, and his father's deep breaths.

Since everything on the second floor was more hectic and that was where the Great Wise Wizard was, Rey decided to keep walking and peek over the railing to look into the center of the foyer. There, under the stairs, where the rest of the pack was also, the faces were not different from Wulfgang's. They did not understand what had happened either. They didn't understand what had happened either, they looked at each other as if they needed an explanation before exploding or perhaps attacking someone.

The Great Wise Wizard, as if suggesting something, made a chair appear on which he calmly sat down. Remaining in a neutral position, with his hands on his thighs, his back straight and his head upright, the old man kept silent and only showed a discreet smile to all present.

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