The Genocide

Chapter Twenty-Three

It's been three very long months. Three months with a broken friendship with Darwin and three months without Louie. He left shortly after arriving at the new pack. I was strangely dissapointed but played it as I didn't care. But in reality, I think these last three months have been the hardest in my life. It's hard for me to wake up and go to sleep. It had worsened since the Alpha's mate gave birth to a still born a month earlier than her due date. I keep having nightmares of the same thing happening to me.

The house was quoted and duller. The children went to bed earlier and I swear I could hear the Luna's weeping though the air duct by my bed.

I had attended the service for Alpha Sebastian with Darwin. We payed our respects and left. It was a closed casket ceremony. It made me shutter at the thought of Harry completely devastating Alpha Sebastian's body. Jack, the Alpha of the pack we were in residing in, had been preparing for a fight. We were training and making alliances with packs and making ourselves stronger as a whole.

It was the middle of the night and I just couldn't get comfortable. My stomachs had grown and it was starting to get uncomfortable. I was really craving something sweet but I honestly didn't feel like getting up. I laid there for a few moments before I angrily pulled away the sheets that tangled my feet.

I walked down the stairs as silently as the creaky, old steps would allow me to. I found the kitchen and walked through the darkness. I opened the freezer, the light blinding my eyes. I walked over to the drawer and pulled out a spoon and then reached for a bowl when the light flicked on suddenly.

I turned around suddenly and my heart jumped. The Luna, Ally, stood in the doorway. She eyed my stomach before meeting my eyes.

"Midnight craving?" she asked. I stared open mouthed at her. It was the first time she spoke to me one on one.

I nodded, "Do you want some?"

She nodded yes and sat at the stool by the counter, "I would... I still get the midnight cravings sometimes... The doctor says my body will balance out all the hormones but I highly doubt it," she shook her head. I scraped at the hard ice cream before going to run the spoon under hot water.

"My thighs are begging me to stop the snacks," I commented and she chuckled.

"You're pregnant. You're making another being inside you. It's pretty amazing,"

"I suppose so,"

"Do you know what it is?" She asked, her eyes lighting up.

The Moon Goddess' words littered my memories, "Darwin thinks it's a girl. I think he's a boy,"

"May I?" She motioned to reach out, and I nodded, instructing her to do so. She held her hands on either side of my stomach and rested her forehead on the center in it. I heard a sob and felt her grip onto my shirt.

"Oh God, I miss it,"

I didn't know if she was talking about being pregnant or her lost child.

I rubbed her head in an attempt to comfort her.

"What are you going to do with the child?"

"I'm going to raise it?" I said in a questioning tone, wondering if I had answered her question correctly.

"Bay, I'm interested in keeping your child... I... want your child. My body is physically incapable of bearing children. I'd like yours,"

I stared at her incredulously as I put the spoon back into the container.

"You're kidding, right? I'm not going to give up my baby!" I whisper yelled.

"What are you going to do with a child?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Children are hard to raise, Bay. Your mother left when you were young, I don't want you aboundening this child because you're scared,"

"I would never do that! I don't... I don't know how I'm going to raise my child but I do know that I will shower it in the love my mother never gave me,"

"That's not enough,"

"You have seven children already. You're going to be a grand mother soon why don't you focus on them rather than my child?!"

"Bay... you're going to need me in the next few months. If we don't come to an agreement.... I won't help you and the war will end. But it won't be in your favor," She pursed her lips and turned away.

"What are you talking about?!" I called after her but she didn't answer as she crept silently back up the stairs. I slammed the container back into the freezer and high tailed it back up to my bedroom where I laid in my bed clutching my cell phone. My thumb was hovering over the call button to dial Louie's number. My thumb twitched and hit it. I quickly put it up to my ear as I waited for him to answer.

Despite the distance, Louie was the one I was calling for help. That had to mean something.