《His Rejected Luna》26
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On the way back home, I had my first normal sleep in awhile. James wasn't happy that I trusted him so quickly and was heading back to the pack so easily. My wolf was easy to trust him but there was a part of me still hurt and didn't want to trust him.
Charlotte distributed the Thanksgiving dinner to the families the night I left so at least no food was wasted. I felt bad that Thanksgiving was ruined because of me. My stomach growled from not eating the past few days.
"You need to eat," Titus said when we walk into his house and he heard my stomach growl. I nod and set my stuff on the counter. I suddenly felt light-headed and I started falling. Titus is quickly by my side and catches my weak frame.
"We need to go to Doctor Jones now," he said carrying me bridal style. My throat felt dry and my head throbbed. I smelt the fresh air of pine trees and felt the cold wrap around my body but everything was blurry. I couldn't make out any figures my senses got mixed up with everything and then I saw darkness.
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I could start to hear things around me but I still pretend to be asleep. My other senses came back to me. I could smell disinfectant that reminded me of the day I first stumbled on the Scarlet Moon Pack. I was in the pack hospital. I heard the steady beeping of the heart monitor.
I smelt two familiar senses in the room. I heard Titus and Doctor Jones talking at the end of the hospital bed.
"She's deprived from nutrition and liquids so she might be a little loopy for a bit," Doctor Jones voice says. "We're pumping liquids and nutrition into her stomach to help the baby gain nutrition loss for the past few days."
He was silent for a few seconds then I felt my heart rate to speed up and the heart monitor started to beep faster.
"Please leave the room," he says lowly. I heard the door close and I could feel his presence next to me.
"I know your pretending to sleep," he says. I open my eyes and I see hurt over his face.
"Why didn't you tell me that you're pregnant?" He asked raising his voice a little. I felt my heart race and a pain in my chest but it wasn't my pain, it was his.
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"I didn't want you to stress about it. I've cause so much trouble here with the rouges after me and now people are looking for me. There's word all over the werewolf community that there is a servant of the Moon Goddess," I said.
"It's my child why the hell would that make a difference. I'll do anything to protect you and our child," he says.
"Exactly, you would do anything and I don't want you to stress more about this. I was going to tell you just when everything passed by," I said.
"That's no excuse." With the last word, he let all the rage come through and his dominance and power seep through into the room. My wolf didn't want to submit but the power was too much and I lowered my head in submission.
I heard him growl and then I saw him put a hole in the wall out of the corner of my eye.
"Why can't I smell the baby," he growls. His eyes were black. They were threatening to release his wolf.
"I had a friend of mine come and hide her for awhile so no one can use her as leverage," I said. His breathing was uneven and I hated how he looked at me with hatred. He sighed and his eyes went back too his regular baby blue color.
"When did you find out?" He asks a little calmer than he was before.
"The day before I left and when you brought Tala for ice cream," I said. I felt his emotions through the link. He was conflicted on how he should feel about this. He's excited that we're starting a family but hurt because I hid it from him.
"How many people know?" He asks.
"Jacob and James that's it. Jacob only knows cause he saw me throwing up and James smelt her on me," I told him. He looked at me and his eyes became big.
"Her?" He asks slowly. I nod slowly and lightly smile.
"My friend, she's a witch, she can see the future and our daughter will be the first Female Alpha," I said.
"And you starved yourself knowing your pregnant?" He said getting angrier again.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, my voice shaky. Tears threatened to slip down my cheek.
"You can't hide things from me anymore," he said. I nod and wipe the tears from my eyes. He swipes a stray tear from my cheek and kisses my forehead.
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"You know I love you right?" He whispers. I nod.
"I love you so much and I'll do anything to protect you," he says caressing my cheek. I nod and smile.
"Your Luna Ceremony is later tonight," he mentions suddenly. I sit up to fast and the IV needle was almost pulled out of my arm.
"What?" I squeal. "I look sickly right now and it's 1PM." He laughs and I'm silently freaking out.
"We'll get you out of here in half an hour and I'll send a few omegas to help you get dressed and ready then we can try that Thanksgiving dinner again tonight with everyone," he explains. I was still freaking out. Was I ready to be accepted into this pack? Was I ready to be a leader next to Titus? Was I ready to take on all the responsibilities?
"You don't need to stress Sunshine," he smiles. I nod and lay back into the hospital bed. Titus left the room to find Doctor Jones so that I could leave. He came back with a different doctor instead.
"This is Doctor Jenny," he introduced. She gives me a small smile and wave. She gave Titus her clipboard and a pen from her pocket.
"Sign these papers for her release and I'll clean everything else," she says walking over at me. She took the IV needle from my arm and wiped the dry blood off and took the tube from my nose that pumped nutrition into my stomach out and gave me a fresh set of clothes.
She helped me get up and I walked to the bathroom. After that everything happened so quickly. The sound of glass echoed through the room and blood splattered on the floor. I dropped the clothes and clung onto my arm. Shards of glass implanted intakes into my arm causing blood to drip onto the floor.
Titus eyes became pitch black as he looked out the broken window. I looked out and saw the same red eyes I saw when we found Tala.
"They're coming for me," I whisper. Titus looked at me then grabbed onto the window frame ready to jump out.
"Don't try and leave now you won't find them," I said grabbing his arm with my other hand. His eyes had turned golden and his wolf took over his body.
"Why," his voice boomed through the room. Dr. Jenny lowered her head in submission but I didn't affect me.
"Do you smell them? How do you think he got past border control?" I ask him. He sniffed the air and he growled.
"How do they hide their scent," he grumbled. I pull his nose down to my neck so my scent could calm him down before he goes on a rampage. He takes a deep breath and his eyes go back to normal.
"They have a witch on their side. I used to be a test subject on several spells. She's powerful she can take down a small pack single-handedly with a few spells," I start to explain. My wound was already healing but I quickly pluck out the glass before it closed over it.
"Can your witch friend help with this?" He asks. I shrug as Dr. Jenny wipes my wound with disinfectant.
I winced a little and my foot moved backwards. I almost tripped from a small rock on the ground but Titus quickly caught me.
I bend down and pick up the rock and with it, there was a note attached.
Congratulations on the baby Sophia! I'm glad your with a baby that way we can find more ways to torture you.
-R
I quickly crumple up the paper and threw it out of the window. I quickly put my hand over my stomach and sighed.
"I won't let them get to you," he whispers. All of these empty promises I've been hearing. He has no idea how powerful this small group of rouges are.
"Who knows your pregnant?" De. Jenny asks.
"We'll probably the whole pack. If Brody smelled it on me, when I walked into the pack house they probably smelt it on me," I said.
"That means there's a mole in the pack," Titus growls. By now my wound was healed and the blood stains were gone.
"Where is Dr. Jones?" I ask Titus.
"She went on a lunch break," he said I nod and collect my belongings from the table.
"Can we go now I don't want to worry about this. I want to go home and get ready for tonight," I say. He smiles and nods.
"Thank you Dr. Jenny," I smile and we head to our house.
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