Werewolf Compilations novel Chapter 22

Ugh, it's so good! Oh god, I could do this forever! I let out a quiet moan.

This food is so damn good!

I ended up ordering the golden Yukon potato soup, and it did not disappoint. Tyler ordered some fancy steak that I don't remember the name of, he's so manly. I held the spoon up to my lips again and swallowed the addicting soup. This should be our regular place for date night, I should probably tell Tyler that I made date night a thing.

No texts, no pains, no worries! Tonight was just perfect, the best part was that I was with my mate. May I say he may be a rogue slayer but right now he is my European prince. Am I pretty sure he's European? Not from Europe but his heritage has to be Italian.

"How is everything?"

The waiter brings me back to reality and I answer with a simple 'perfection!'.

The whole time Tyler and I small talked, just learning more things about each other. He became Alpha at 18 because his father stepped down, I guess being Alpha comes with a lot of pressure.

Then it happened, the only thing that I didn't want to happen... it buzzed, my phone buzzed.

My face went blank and I carefully looked around the room, I didn't see anyone suspicious.

"Anna, what's going on? Are you okay?"

I snap back to Tyler. "Ya, um everything is fine." I almost can't fight the urge to read the text. I smile awkwardly and glance at my purse, it's in there, my phone. It's so close…

"Who text you?" He asks laced with seriousness. I shrug and shake my head.

"Anna give me your phone." He orders and holds out his hand.

I look at his hand in pure terror. "Oh no, it's fine I can-"

"Anna give me the phone."

Oh no, oh no, I slowly reached in my bag and grasped my phone. Do I give it to him? Or dunk it in my water?

My heart starts to race uncontrollably as I hold it across the table and drop it into his hand. He looks at the screen, reading the message.

Oh goddess please, let this all be a dream, what if the guy was serious. Will he really attack our pack? Will he hurt Tyler? I held my breath until he spoke.

"Nicole is in labor." He breaths out.

Thank goddess!

Wait.

"Let's go!" I panic and grab my purse, Tyler throws money on the table and we took it to his car. We climb in and Tyler speeds off to the pack doctor.

What if was that guy? I take a deep breath and try to relax. It wasn't, we're still okay. I could feel my wolf getting mad at me for keeping secrets from our mate, but I can't risk it. This is all my fault, I just keep getting everyone into trouble. What does the future hold for me? I can barely have kids, people are looking for me, my dead dad is alive, what else could happen?

I just have to stay strong and try not to ruin anything more.

We got out of the car and ran into the building. Tyler went up to the front desk while I waited behind. I glanced around the room, it was empty except for Tyler, the lady at the desk, and I. While Tyler found out the information I sat down in one of the waiting chairs.

I wonder if it's a boy or girl, I wonder what they're going to name it. Nicole will be a great mom. She's always happy, she puts a smile on your face, she knows how to cheer you up. Nicole has a motherly character--nothing wil suit her better.

"Anna come on." Tyler motions for me to follow him and I do. We enter a room that's almost all white, it's so clean and pure looking. Laying on the bed is Nicole holding her little baby with Michael, they're smiling at the camera that Katy has in her hands. They look like a family.

"Oh, you guys are here! This is Isabelle." Nicole introduces us to her little baby girl. She so cute and small, so fragile. "Anna, you want to hold her?"

Do I?

Well of course I do, but what if I mess up; what if I drop her?

"Yeah, sure." I blurt before really thinking. I walk up to her bed and reach out for Isabelle.

I carefully take her into my arms and hold her close, a part of me is longing, I want this. I want the option of holding my own child in my arms, rocking them in my embrace. I want to protect my own child.

I'm not saying I want to have a baby right now, but in the future, hopefully, the odds will be on my side.

"She has your eyes Nicole, and your nose Michael..." I say quietly. She looks exactly like them, she's their little miracle.

I feel my heart start to crumble, I want this, these moments. I want to know that one day I can be happy and have a family too. But I don't. And I'm sure I won't.

I hand Isabelle back over to her mother and step back, I can't help but want to cry. I blink and blink trying to get rid of the water forming in my eyes.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I mutter before rushing into the hallway and to the nearest restroom. I swing the door open and quickly shut it and lock it. I grab onto the sink and slowly raise my head up, seeing myself in the mirror. Is it even me anymore?

I let out a blood curdling scream and grab my phone, throwing it against the mirror, leaving a long crack in the middle and shards on the floor.

I can't take it! Why can't I just be a human, be normal? Dammit!

I look up at my face as a long crack runs through it.