Chapter 12
Hazels POV
7 months went by with out any sign of Scott. I have recently found out that Alex and I are having a girl! I would of been happy either way but I was over joyed with a girl. I am officially 8 and a half months pregnant and my belly is huge.
Dylan and Jake got married! Crazy right? It was a small simple ceremony. But it was beautiful. I still visit Mariah's grave everyday (supervised) of course. Alex never let me leave the house alone after what happened with Scott. But he hasn't been around I am starting to think he has given up.
We still didn't figure out why I was so tired that day. The pack doctor said it was because my wolf wasn't used to carrying a pup. Mary and Andrew have been so much help to Alex and I and they are thrilled to have a grandchild. I wish my parents were still here to see their granddaughter. The pack doctor said the baby is growing very fast and I could deliver as soon as next week.
I was 8 and a half months pregnant and Alex was a nervous wreck always asking if I needed anything. My baby shower was this afternoon and I am trying to get Alex to go hunting with the boys or something. Baby showers are for girls. Alex's aunt Margaret was throwing it at her house so more people would be able to come.
I ws not looking forward to anything party related. I was already pretty scared and the nursery wasn't even completely set up yet. We painted and set up the crib but everything else was a mess. Shelves needed to be put up and baby clothes needed to be put away, boxes needed to be unpacked. So much needed to be done and there was so little time.
I was sitting at the kitchen table eating pickles with ice cream. I have had strange cravings. Alex walked in giving me a that is so gross look. "Don't knock it till you try it." I got up putting the pickle with ice cream on it in his face. He pretended to gag.
"How's Anastasia?" He said placing his hands on my stomach.
"For the last time we are not naming her that." I laughed.
"Its a strong name admit it."
"No it sounds like she belongs in the 1900's."
"Come on I love it." I shook my head in disapproval.
"No and It's final." I gave his lips a peck and walked off. "I am late for my own baby shower how mature."
After an hour of opening gifts I was completely tired out. I was eating cake and sitting on the couch with Mary. We were talking about baby names and for some reason she kept on insisting on Anastasia. I was about to give in. Everyone seemed to have an idea on what they wanted to name her. Except me. I wanted to hold her in my arms before I made any decisions.
The door slammed shut and Matt and Alex came running in. They looked like that had just seen a wolf. Hah I crack my self up. Alex came to my side helping me up. Matt went to Lily's and then Alex started talking. "Everyone needs to stay inside and do not come out until I or my father announce that it is safe." I turned to Alex.
"Whats happening." I asked. He looked at Matt and he nodded. "Matt and I have something we need to do and you and Lily are going to go back to our house and stay there." I nodded. Lily came over to my side and we walked to the door. What was this about.
Lily and I were sitting in silence for the past hour before Alex came in with a huge smile on his face. I turned to face him. "He is dead." I knew who he was talking about. Scott was dead. I felt relief wash over me but then I felt sorrow. I didn't understand why. He was dead and Our worries were over. *3 days later*
"Come on Hazel one last push!" The doctor said and I screamed. I pushed as hard as I could until I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I heard cries and then the doctor spoke. "It's a girl!" He handed her to me. I looked into her bright blue eyes.
"Anastasia." I moved a few loose curls back. People say everyone has a purpose in life. I didn't know what mine was until now. She, she was my purpose.
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Reject Me Not. (Old version)
WerewolfEvery werewolf dreams of finding that one person to spend the rest of their days with, that is except for Hazel Mathews. As the outcast of her pack, she dreads the day of her sixteenth birthday, the day she'll have to come face to face with the one...