Ive Always Cared

Chapter 30

"Life killed the dream, I dreamed.."

-Fantine (Les Misérable)

Chapter 30

Jeff left me alone in the hospital room to think. Liam had said the others will be arriving in about another 20 minutes.

This gave me some time to take in everything that is happening.

I sat up in the hospital bed covered with a blanket to keep warm and an IV in my arm. They said I was slightly dehydrated and they didn't want me passing out.

I had a small bandage on my arm from the rouge.

Sure it has healed but not fully. My hair was down from the bath and it has curled perfectly for once and just laid there.

I was clean and healing on the outside, yet on the inside I was dying.

I knew from the moment I was hurting that it was something bad. Though I didn't want to accept anything other than just soreness from the labor. This is what it all leads to.

Me, sitting in this bed, thinking about how I was going to tell Damen and the others I was dying of ovarian cancer.

How had it gotten this far and nobody had even know , or suspected it?

Much less me give birth and they not know! I glanced to my right and seen through the window how the sun was slowly setting.

Slowly dying, like my feeble body.

Like the sun I remember how in my youth I was such a strong and feared wolf.

My pack was proud of me and as was my family.

I had my plans set out for me and I knew what I wanted to do with my life. Knowing what I wanted and how I would get it.

I worked hard to get where I had been and somehow with a sick joke of nature it all does a 360 degree turn.

Going from the Chief of the worlds most feared and strongest packs enforcers, to a mother of 3 children, a mate and loved.

A tear slipped out of the corner of my eye as I watched the sun setting even slower.

As if it also was dying by my side. Only it shall live to see another day. Only to be reborn each day and die each night.

As for me I was dying slowly, not to be reborn and left for dead.

To rise up to heaven and be with my grandpa. I wasn't sure what Damen would do when he found out and I was t sure if I was going to tell him.

Maybe it would be for the best if I just died peacefully and save them all the grief.

Then what about my children? How would they be able to grow up without a mother? The twins were only a few days old and would never know about me.

As for Georgia, she was already 2 years old and barely had any memories of me. How could I just leave them to this cold and hard world without a loving mother.

How selfish would that be to just leave.

I'm sure that after I would die, Damen wouldn't be far behind me. It was our mate bond that would keep him from living longer after I had passed.

This was vice versa as well.

We were bound together as one, meant to live together for the rest of eternity. How could he live without his other half?

How could I die knowing that I would kill him also?

What about Damien? How would Damien be able to live after his own twin brother wanted to die? My death wouldn't just after me or the kids, it would potentially affect the entire pack.