The 'fates' must be barking mad.

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George's pov

In the week that followed, I was sick every morning. I couldn't stand the stench from certain food. I suddenly had the weirdest diet. I knew something wasn't right with me. But I have never been sick all through my existence. Even mother joked about me acting like a pregnant woman during dinner. By the eighth day getting out of bed became a task. A difficult one at that.

The healers of the kingdom were summoned, but no one had any idea what was wrong with me.  The thing is, werewolves don't get sick. So me being sick rang alarm bells.

Father gave up alas. And asked the oracle be summoned. Some of the citizens were even saying I was perhaps poisoned. I knew that definitely wasn't the case though.

When the oracle finally showed up, as soon as she looked at me she smiled and said, " Your highness congratulations are in order."  At this point a replica of my confusion was on the faces of my parents and the maidens present. We even had couple of council members with us.

I just thought here she goes again talking in circle. Why can't she give simple answers? I wondered. Here I was puking my guts out and with a coronation in three days. She must think I have all the time in the world for her 'faffing about'. She must have noticed how I felt, so she got all serious and said.

" Your highness, your mate our future queen is with a child."  What did I just hear her say? I turned to my Mother and she grinning like a Cheshire cat. I shook my head at that then looked towards father and he had the same expression on his face.  The oracle continued.

"What you are experiencing is something quite uncommon only a hand few of men suffer from it. in the old days it was said that men who loved their partners too much had morning sickness while she is pregnant with their child." This was crazy, she was crazy. How dare she waltz in here and tell me my mate is pregnant and I was having morning sickness.

At that my wolf growled at me telling me I was stupid for not being happy, ' If you don't behave yourself I will take control over your body. I don't mind being sick for our mate and pup.' He said to me.

' But do you really believe she's pregnant? How is she meant to cope with a werewolf pregnancy in the human world?' I asked him. We were interrupted by the oracle saying I should be fine after a while just like with pregnant women. Once she left and I was alone thinking how with all the books I have read I didn't read of men having morning sickness. And here I thought I knew it all.

I couldn't stop thinking of the waif, I hope she doesn't terminate our baby. I still haven't been able to track her, the last time we tried using the wrist watch I gave her we found out it was turned of at Heathrow airport London. So that gave my trackers nothing much.

I hope if we have a girl, the baby looks like her mum. If she does then she will e the most beautiful baby in the world. My wolf was happy and that's a first since we lost our mate. He  feels she now has our child growing in her so she was bound to seek us out.

The kingdom was buzzing with news of my coronation and the impending birth of their future princess or prince. Several royals and delegates from the spiritual world were present. Only selected few humans were allowed in the kingdom. They were either mated to wolves or they knew of our existence.

Mother was anxious, she wanted to be a part of her grand child's life and has been bothering the trackers to speed things up. I have a meeting in America four days after my coronation after which I plan on looking for my mate.

Walking towards the guest wing I saw my two least favourite people in the world together.  The king of the vampires Nolan and my cousin dearest Eric. They would have heard or smell me from afar. One look at them and I could tell nothing good would come of this pairing.

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