*Three and a half months later (Sorry about the big jump, but I couldn't think of anything that could go on while she was pregnant)*
Matthew sped down the road to the hospital. My pup was coming. It felt like only seconds past when I was rushed to the emergency room. The doctors started urging me to push, but it hurt. I did my best, but it was the worst pain I've ever been through.
Matthew stood by the bed telling me it was going to be okay and that soon it would be over. He held my hand and kissed me multiple times.
After what felt like forever, the doctor that I first talked to lifted up a baby. Then I realized another one was coming. I pushed as hard as I could until another doctor came and picked up another baby. They wrapped them in blankets and handed them to us.
"A girl and a boy." Matthew murmured.
I took the little pink bundle while Matthew held the blue one. I smiled and asked weakly, "Can we name her Delilah?"
"That's a beautiful name." He said, "Can we name this little guy Zack?"
I nodded, too weak to reply, and handed Delilah back to him. I have a family now. An amazing mate and two beautiful children.
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My Cruel Mate
Werewolf*Warning; I wrote this when I was 15 (about 2016) I'm not going to edit anything in this book, but I started a rewritten version where it will move a little slower and have more depth to the characters. I also haven't had time to update it lately. I...
