Marianna's p. o. v
I blinked a few times as I opened my eyes, to Xaleb's bedroom.
" Is it mine? " Xaleb stormed in.
" What? " I asked as I rubbed my eyes.
" You're pregnant. "
" how? what? " I asked, widening my eyes as I look at my stomach, slightly swollen.
" You know how. Is it mine? Did we even have sex? You don't bare my mark and I damn well would've marked you as mine if we had sex. " He began to yell.
" What was wrong with me? " I decided to focus on this baby I'm having, not sure what caused all that the other day.
" The baby was moving in an odd position, putting to much pressure on your heart so you're werewolf genes tried to ignore it, slowly you began to feel it. Is the kid mine? " He asked.
" Zion's. " I whispered.
" Fuck. " He growled as he chucked a glass vase from the dresser into the wall, glass shattering everywhere as I ducked down, hiding from the flying glass pieces.
" What have you done? " He growled again as he clinched his fist together, punching the wall.
" What was suppose to be done with my mate! " I yelled back at him as I stood up, stepping around the glass pieces and stepping away from him.
" This kid will be sent away as soon as it comes."
" It won't. What did you do to Zion? they'll be after you. I can't wait. " I smiled.
" My wolves killed his men, I have months before they come. You sadly only have a month until you give birth to this damn kid. " He growled as he starred at my stomach.
" Boy or girl? " I asked as I slowly wrapped my shaky hands around my stomach, my child.
" Boy. " He frowned as he starred at my stomach," I have training," He shook his head," I'll be back. " He spoke, with that he left. My shaky hands laid on my round stomach as easy as they could, I rubbed my stomach.
I rubbed my child.
My sweet little boy.
Mommy's boy..
Daddy's boy..
Our boy. Daddy's angel.
Our son will have an amazing guardian angel.
I sat down, crying as I thought of Zion, holding my stomach as I held on to the only thing I'll have to remember him. The only part I'll have of Zion. Glass pieces laid everywhere, I didn't care. I slammed my hand down, the pain burning as I pulled my hand up to my vision, it healed.
I'm a healer.
