Fate Decides

Chapter Twenty-Seven

"We've been here for almost a week. What the hell is taking them so long?" Taylor mumbles from beside me. We are huddled together in one of the few patches of light streaming in through the holes in the roof of the small shack we are locked inside. It's cold in the shadows, and without anything to keep up warm, we have to result to any bit of sunlight we can find.

"Actually, it is probably closer to a week and a half," Allie says from the other corner of the shack. "The full moon is getting close. Looks like it will be here tomorrow. You better hope your mates get here before it rises."

"Allie, shut up," Micah says from beside her.

She turns to glare at him, but he just pulls her against his side, causing her to relax. It seems as though we are not the only ones worried about the full moon tomorrow night.

"Sorry," she mumbles, not moving her head from where she has it buried in her brother's neck. He reaches up and pets her blonde hair away from her face, helping to relieve any more of the remaining tension her body is holding.

"It's okay," I say, cringing against the wall as another contraction wracks through my body.

Cramps have been tormenting my body since early this morning before the sun had even risen, and have been getting worse as the day goes by. They used to be about twenty minutes apart and easily manageable. Now, they are getting closer together, only letting me rest for barely ten minutes before another one hits.

Taylor, noticing my discomfort, turns his head to look over at me. I try to force a smile, but find it impossible with the intense pain in my lower back. Quickly, he unwraps his arms from around his legs and sits up on his knees.

"Liam," he gently questions, "what's wrong?" The contraction finally seizes and I lean back against the wall behind me, trying to catch my breath.

Shaking my head, I try to shoo him away from me, but he does not listen. "It's nothing."

"No it's not," he says, looking over my body with a critical eye.

I cannot let him know that I am having contractions right now. I do not want him to fall into another panic attack, so I will just have to wait until our pack comes to get us.

Hoping to distract him, I start babbling. "So, what's so special about this full moon anyway? The Warriors must be bigger idiots than we originally thought, seeing as they believe they can get any one of us pregnant, even though they are not our mates. Everyone knows that a wolf can only create a family with their mate. God, they are such idiots. Why did we have to be captured by idi-"

"Liam!" Micah says, cutting off my long stream of babble.

He is looking me over with an incredulous eye, his sister lifting her head from his neck and giving me the same look.

"You're going to give me a headache with all your rambling," she says, but with no bite in her tone this time. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I respond, a fake smile on my face.

They both look as if they do not believe me, and turning, I see that Taylor has not stopped his inspection of my aching body.

"So," I say, deciding I must make them talk in order for them to stop trying to figure out what is wrong with me. "Am I the only one who thinks the Warriors are crazy?"

"No," Micah says, "we all know they are crazy, but they aren't when it comes to knowing about the different moons."

That catches my attention. Resituating myself against the wall, I try to get comfortable before turning my full attention to the omega across from me. "What do you mean?"