Pierce's POV:
"Are you sure you don't want anything, baby?"
Diana just stares at the window silently, as if she doesn't hear anything I'm saying. She's been sitting in a wooden chair for 6 hours and hasn't said a word. Her eyes are glossed over and she stares out the window looking at the snow-capped mountains, they are still blood shot and swollen from crying.
Sometimes her mouth moves to attempt to form words but they only turn out to be silent.
It is the epitome of heart break, when a mother loses a child. She had a connection with the baby already and it got ripped out of her.
I can't help but blame it all on myself. I am her mate and I am supposed to always keep her safe from anything that could ever hurt her. But now when I look at my beautiful angel, she looks as if she's been hurt beyond repair.
I feel so lost, I don't even know what to do.
So I do the only thing that I can think of. I run to the library and grab all the childhood fairy tales I can find. I bring them back to the room and I read them to my broken angel until the sun goes down.
Finally she asks me, "What did you do that for?" Her voice sounding all scratchy in her throat.
"I was reading to it, the baby."
She looks down and shakes her head, "The baby is gone Pierce."
"No it's not, I can still feel it there. I know you can't but I can."
She looks at me expressionless, and then sheds a single tear. I walk over, wipe the tear with my thumb, and pick her up to carry her to bed.
She just lets me pick her up and change her into her pajamas. I tuck her into bed and we lay there holding hands as she, still emotionlessly, looks up at the bare ceiling.
"I feel it too."
And we fall asleep...
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"PIERCE NO! PLEASE! HELP....HELP ME!!!!"
I jolt out of bed and look over at Diana, screaming. I expect her to be having a bad dream that I have to wake her up from but this is different. She is writhing around in the bed and clutching her stomach that's suddenly huge and pulsing.
I just stare for a few seconds and wonder if I'm dreaming and why/how her stomach got so big in only a few hours.
I mind link the pack doctor and tell him it's an emergency and that we are coming right now. I don't feel him respond, but I feel him awake so I assume he heard me.
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"Doctor, is she going to be okay?" I look at my doctor and just hope for anything good.
He looks down at the floor like he didn't hear me, "I've never seen anything like this..."
I start to lose my patience, "Doctor, tell me what is happening or I will find another person who can!"
"Alpha, sir, there seems to be.....a...."
"A what?!" I roar, the nurses around me flinch and all look up, frightened.
"A....growth."
"You mean..."
"Another baby, yes."
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Diana's POV
All I can feel is pain, all I've felt for the past 8 hours is pain. Pain.
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Alpha Pierce is Mine
WerewolfDiana Rochester is a slave and nothing more to Alpha Rick Oden of the Midnight Forest pack. She has no hope and she has been abused, and uncared for since her parents died in a freak accident. Pierce Wedlock is the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack...