Chapter 32: Sh*t it Out

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Can I just say that Wendy and Luke are literately the type of couple that never exists? They're relationship would just suffer if they weren't werewolves. I feel bad for their baby.

Also, what they do to that child right after she pops out is just sad. It's really just sad.

Only Wendy's POV EVER. I don't like doing POVs of people who aren't the main character(s), but it's only logical that the doctors would make the girls and the boys wait in the lobby, so it's not like I can make them there in spirit.

Theo's POV

"Hehehehehhehehehhehehehehhehehehe." Tanner was smiling cheekily like a freaking kid in a candy store. He's been doing this for the past four days. Nonstop.

"Okay, describe what happened again." Hunter told him as we trotted through the wolves in our wolf forms.

"She kissed me, then I kissed her, then she excepted me." Tanner said nonchalantly.

"Well now I'm just waiting for Elsie." Ian sighed.

Suddenly, a gray wolf ran past us at top speed. It looked like Luke...

"Alpha!" Oscar, Samuel, and Sadie ran up to us in their wolf forms as well.

"What? Are their rogues?" Ian asked.

"It's Wendy," Samuel breathed out.

"She's giving birth!" Sadie sputtered.

Peter, Jase, Wade, Kass. Take over for us while we're helping Wendy. Tanner mind-linked some warriors in the pack, and they replied, Yes, Beta Tanner. We all quickly ran to the pack doctor's house and burst through the door. We were human and naked by now, but the pack doc, Serena, always had a bin of clothes by her door since many wolves have rushed in from patrol to see their mates give birth or if their injured in some way.

We quickly put on clothes and checked in at the front desk as if it were a real hospital. Seriously, Serena goes all out.

*minutes earlier*

Utica's POV

I sighed, looking out on the snow-covered grass all across the pack. Gosh, it's weird calling it a pack. But hey, I'm not complaining about the existence of werewolves. It snowed last night, and now it's January 4th; the last day of break. I texted Dad, like, three weeks ago that I was here? Yeah...he was freaking out. Oh well!

"Why don't you three come inside already?" Elsie's teeth were chattering as she clutched the leopard-print blanket around her. "Y'all crazy," Wendy scoffed, shaking her head.

"Well I'm a werewolf, so I'm naturally warm. Aren't you warm, Wendy?" Cider told her.

"Even werewolves can be anti-cold, ya know."

"What about you two?" Elsie pointed at me and Ari. We all sat on the wooden bench on the porch that was luckily shielded with a roof over our heads.

"Cold is love." Ari began.

"Cold is life." I finished.

"Ugh, I can't take this!" And with that, Elsie literately threw herself inside to the living room. We laughed, but it soon faded when we heard the sound of water. I scrunched my nose in confusion, but then gasped, realizing what it was.

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