I’ve been going through the motions like I promised myself. Am all alone and nobody to check up on me, just as Leo does I really miss him. I wake up, Eat, go to work, come home, Eat, and call William as I promised him.
It’s been hard since… well. you know. William said that Leo has been trying to avoid him and his mate, which he’s grateful for. Im relieved that Leo didn’t try to kill him or something like that.
I’m now 4 months along and I’m as big as a whale! I can barely get out of bed by myself.
Yesterday I called my neighbor, in the room next to mine in the apartment, and she had to help me get out of bed. I have to tell her that I’m 8 months along since werewolf pregnancies only last 6 months. Which I’m very thankful for. I’ve found out the gender of the baby… I’ve decided to name her Racheal
William wanted to name her Suzan., but I reject to it . Oh! And did I mention that William is going to be a father to two children? Sarah is pregnant with a girl as well. She is naming her Anita! Luckily she didn’t get pregnant the way I did, it wasn’t against her will.
For now, I’ll be going through the motions.
The morning light shines in my eyes and I groan I cover my eyes with my arm and try to wake up, I sit up and I gently trace circles on my giant stomach. The baby kicks wildly where my finger is. It makes me giggle when I picture her dancing around in my stomach. I struggle to get up from my old, raggedy sofa then I walk to my empty pantry. I sigh in frustration and walk to the refrigerator. Maybe there’s something in here…
I open the refrigerator door to find nothing. I groan and throw my head back. why me! I just want some dill pickles! Is that too much to ask? I waddle back to the sofa and flop down into it. The silence is deafening as I sit there alone.
I smile when I hear the phone ring. I battle to stand up then I waddle to the wall phone. Yeah, I know it’s old.. But it’s the only thing I could afford. I pick up the phone and bring it to my ear.
“Your daughter says ‘hello’.” I smile when I hear him laugh.
“Tell her Daddy says ‘hi’ and he will visit real soon.”
He chuckles.
I roll my eyes,” yeah, let’s not get her hopes up.”
“Mira, I’ve already made plans to visit this Friday. I promised you I would visit and this is me keeping my promise.” His voice now serious.
I jump up and down with excitement until I decided that wasn’t the best move while pregnant.
“Oh my gosh! I’m actually gonna be able to talk to someone else other than my grumpy
neighbor/boss!” Did I forget to mention that my neighbor that helps me out of bed is also my boss?
What a life…
I hear William laugh,” she’s not that bad is she?”
I laugh as well, “no… She’s worse.”
“Well, I’m sorry we can’t talk more but I have to go with Sarah to her ultrasound. I’ll mail some pictures okay?” He sounds really happy about her ultrasound.
“Okay, we’ll talk later. Bye William.”
“Bye Mira.”
I hang up and frown. I wish I had a mate like that. A mate that will stick with you. I waddle to my disgusting mattress. I only have a mattress, a flat pillow, and a small blanket. A bed fit for a king….
I lay on my side and quickly fall asleep. The darkness and quiet was so peaceful.
! ! ! ! ! !
My eyes shoot open and a scream escapes my mouth. My eyes find the alarm clock and I roll to it and turn off the alarm. Why must it be Thursday?
Then it hit me… William is coming tomorrow!
I battle for fifteen whole minutes to get out of bed then I take a quick shower. I find my maternity jeans and a tight, purple, long sleeve shirt. I don’t even dry my hair, I just let it fly freely. I grab my apartment keys then head out the door.
I walk to work, or should I say waddle. I walk into “zetas Place” which is a small bar in the rougher part of town. I go behind the counter and begin to serve drinks to everyone. After a few hours, my stomach growls. Crap! I forgot to eat lunch before I left! I groan in frustration and keep serving the drinks.
Suck it up, Mira…
I suddenly hear a familiar voice. Oh no… I cautiously look up to see Ronald with some other pack members. I gasp and begin to walk away but one of them spots me. He points to me then everyone looks at me. Ronald stares at me in horror. He must be scared of me. I can’t really blame him though.
I then see Ronald mouth “run” and I bolt. I run(waddle) out the back door and hide behind some trash cans. They wouldn’t be able to pick up my scent while I’m behind this.
Just seconds after I crouch behind the trash cans, the door bursts open and the pack members look around. One tries to pick up my scent but fails. A smirk forms on my face. Idiots.
Just then, I’m grabbed from behind and jerked up. I snarl at whoever has given away my position. I struggle but it’s no use, I’m caught. I turn around to see a young man with red hair and brown eyes. His chiseled body struggles to hold me in place as I kick and scream.
“Guys, I might need some help!” He struggles to get out as he holds me tightly.
Three other men grab me and one back hands me, my anger is beyond return. He hit me! I was once his Luna and he hit me!
“That’s for killing my mate!” He yells.
What is he talking about? I haven’t killed anyone ever since the rogue thing. He’s delusional!
“What the heck are you talking about?!” I scream while trying to get out of their grasp.
“Don’t play dumb! You killed my mate just last month!” He screams back at me.
“Your delusional! I haven’t killed anyone ever since the rogue thing!” My voice dangerous.