Looking at the gold painted chandelier above my head, I sigh. I look at the lightbulbs until it starts to hurt my eyes. Blinking rapidly, I look down at my some what ashy hands and start to fidget with my nails. My mind starts to race like a marathon.

So much has happen in just a month. Ezra is a werewolf. Noah is a vampire. Amelia is a witch. Thomas is a hunter. And me, I'm caught in the middle of it because I'm pregnant with Ezra's baby.

People want to kill me, kill us. Ezra soon told me that people who looked like me in any way was being murdered. All because of me.

I could feel the tears fighting the urge to fall. I don't allow them to. Feeling his powerful aura in the room, I don't allow him to notice my pain. I know he's watching me. He always does. He's afraid I'll run again.

We don't talk, or speak. I barely come out of my room now. Amelia comes by, but I just ignore her. Noah stops by too, but I'm afraid of him. I'm afraid of Ezra too, but I have no choice but to be use to it. Graduation is coming up, but I don't want to walk the stage. I don't even feel like myself anymore. I had to quit both of my jobs due to me being in danger, and I can't even contact any of my friends any more.

I frown. All because I wanted a baby huh? Because I wanted a family? To think that a month have flown by. My pregnancy started becoming complicated. Around eleven, I start throwing up until one. Ezra stands outside the bathroom door while I do, but he thinks I don't know. I can't eat Chinese food or pizza. I just throw it up or throw up the grease and feel sick for the rest of the day.

What's to come of me in this lifestyle? If I run, Ezra will find us. If I stay, what will become of us? What will happen to my baby? Will he become what Ezra is?

"Irina, so nice to see you again," smiles the doctor as she comes into the spacious room. I look at her broad smile, but only mumble "Hi Mrs. Smith."

"You can call me Jenny," she smiles. I don't respond. Her big smile fades, but is still present. "How have you been? Have you started having morning sickness?" She asks.

"Morning sickness doesn't exactly happen in the morning," I tell her, thinking of the times I slept with a trash can next to my bed.

She chuckles. "Lay down flat for me." Doing as told, I lay down flat. She lifts up my stomach and feels around. My eyes look at the wall cream color wall, just to avoid looking at him.

"Have you been experiencing stress?" She asks looking directly at Ezra. I look too and notice his eyes are looking directly at the floor. Since he cut his hair short, it is easier to see his face. I begin to find myself blushing. Quickly looking away, I notice Jenny is looking sad.

"I'm going to give you some prenatales. But, let's enjoy what you came to see right?" She says sounding cheerful.

My heart starts to beat a little faster from excitement. I watch as she moves to a table and puts on blue gloves. She picks up a clear tube with a blue substance inside. She walks to the light switch and cuts it off.

Turning around, she catches me watching her and smiles. She walks over to me with the bottle and squirts it on my stomach. I bite my bottom lip and shiver.

"I hate things cold touching me!" I squeal under my breath.

Jenny laughs and puts an ultrasound device on my stomach and moves it around. I see a small figure, and within that moment everything didn't matter anymore. It was seeing that head, and that tiny body that looks as if it is swaddled mattered.

I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. "Wow," I cry.

"Now, let's see if you can hear a heartbeat," she says.

She clicks a few buttons and before I know it, I hear a fast heartbeat that sounds like someone jumping rope very fast.

"The heartbeat is one fifty four. That is very good."

"It's a girl," I sniffle.

Jenny looks at me confused. "What makes you say that?" She asks.

"If a heartbeat if fast, it's a girl. Plus, I've been having dreams about girls lately."

"You do know that's not proof of anything correct?" She laughs.

"I know. But, I also know what I feel," I smile looking at the screen. Remembering that Ezra is also in the room, I sneak a glance at him. His eyes are wide with pure amazement in his eyes. I notice a tear of his own falling.

"Now, lets measure the baby to see when your estimated due date will be." She starts clicking things again and I notice a white dot appear. The dot moves from the top of the head, to the end of the body. "Your due date is, June twenty-first."

"Wow," I say again remembering how real this is.

Jenny grabs a cloth and wipes the gel off of my stomach. She discards of her gloves and the cloth to walk by the light switch. Flicking on the light, she walks back to me and hands me a photo of the baby. "It's like a little bean," I smile.

"So, I want to see you again in four weeks. Or you can come to me if you have any problems or any questions," she tells me. I nod my head and she exits the room leaving us alone.

Wiping away my tears, I take a deep breath and smile. I can feel his eyes watching me. I suddenly feel annoyed. "If you have something to say, say it."

"Why didn't you tell me you've been having dreams about our child?"

I snap my attention to him. "Well, hmm, probably because we don't talk to each other any more."

"And who's fault is that?" He argues back.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just suppose to be okay with you being a werewolf, and Noah being a vampire, and my friend lying to me for majority of my life? I'm also suppose to be okay with all of the werewolves outside and in the house for my protection right? Oh and that my doctor is a freaking werewolf or "pack doctor" as you like to call her, and her doctor room is in the freaking house! My life isn't normal anymore Ezra. I'm not normal anymore."

Ezra grows upset and hits the wall. "What do you expect me to do?"

"To care! You cared so much when you were controlling my life, and you still are. If you want to do something, teach me to protect myself, allow me to have a bit of freedom." Getting off the bed, I walk to the door only for Ezra to grab my arm.

"You being in this house is the safest place for you," he tells me.

"Yeah? Well it's also making me hate you more than I thought I ever could," I say snatching my arm out of his grasp.

Leaving the room, I immediately see a werewolf standing on guard. His name is Phil. "Ma'am," Phil says bowing to me. For some odd reason, the werewolves treat me like royalty. Over the pass month, it might be strange to say, but though I'm tired of them watching and guarding me, I've become quite use to them.

"Phil, what have I told you about that?" I ask shaking my head.

"Not to bow at you," he says with a smirk.

"Exactly," I say walking to the steps. "Rematch at ping pong today," I remind him. "I plan to kick your ass again."

"Not if I kick yours first," he laughs.

Laughing myself, I make it up he stairs huffing. "Out of shape are we?" Jokes my bodyguard.

"Oh haha Poseidon," I fake laugh. "What are you doing here?"

"To protect you of course," he responds as I make my way to my door.

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is, Jenny Smith the pack doctor, is here and your standing here why again?"

"Well two can play that game. Why are you in here when Ezra who is longing for you to smile his way is downstairs?"

Finally sitting on the bed, my head snaps to him. "Now Jake that is totally different and you know it."

"Oh yeah? How?" He asks sitting of the end of the bed.

"Because, you like Jenny and she took care of you while you risked your life saving me."

Jake looks at me and laughs. "That's bullshit and you know it! Jenny and I grew up together, but what your doing is running from something."

"I'm not running from anything," I say getting defensive. "Everything is just different here. I'm surrounded by werewolves and my life have been flipped upside down. What do you expect?"

"I expect you to embrace it," he says. "You became friends with me yet I am a werewolf. I've killed people, chased and hunted people down, and done countless others things that you are very aware of! Yet, you just shut out Ezra."

I cross my arms and frown. Processing his words, my frown soon starts to disappear. I sigh.

"Ezra is an Alpha. He cannot help how angry he gets and how possessive he is. Your carrying his baby for crying out loud. People are trying to kill you. He's doing everything to try to protect you. You've been spending so much time hating him, then trying to understand and get to know him." Jake stands from the bed and stretches.

"Wow Poseidon, that's deep. Your right. I've spent all this time judging you all, I haven't had the chance to get to know how it is to be in your shoes."

Jake walks to me and pats my head. I shove his hands away and laugh. "Go talk to Jenny."

"Go talk to Ezra," he shoots back.

I bite my bottom lip. And start to fidget with my fingers. After thinking about what he had to say, I grunt.

"Deal."