"Don't try to speak," Aria scolded, resting my wrist upon my stomach after taking my pulse again. Her eyes had a wrinkle of concern. "You've thrown up so much that your throat has become hoarse. You'll have a coughing fit because of how dry you've made it, so don't bother trying."
We returned to Greysan's Pack three days after the funerals. It was unbearable the days I stayed here in that house and in that cold, cold city; inside those walls, my guilt and dread threatened to consume me. It was a true surprised I hadn't put the house into the market to be sold. Perhaps, because Greysan helped to pay of the mortgage once and for all, I felt bad to just sell it off.
The thought of their faces as the car crashed into them on the highway made my guts lurch badly. They died on the spot, instantly, as per the reports or so they assured me. My parent's car was going to the temple of the places.
Not only did the thoughts of them and that stupid house haunt me, the low whispers of disgust and the glowering in my directions made me feel just as unwelcome. Even the day of the funeral there was gossip hot in the air, it was easy to hear through the paper thin walls between the kitchen and living room. The anxiety was only rising badly, Greysan also noticed it, thinking my weakened pale face and retching was due to that reason. He made sure we left as soon as we could.
I was in our bed at our house, still dressed in a white shalwar suit. Greysan's parents, after Greysan was crowned the Alpha, left to travel world. Last I heard from Rosza, Greysan's brother's mate, they are in Greece. We share the living space with Rosza and Xavier although they were out visiting Rosza's Pack somewhere in Russia for the next few weeks. Only Aria and Lucanio remained, both living here as well.
Despite Aria having the least training in medical, she was most often by my side. She was still attending med school, only briefly because of my sake and also cause Greysan's aid for funds. He insisted to pay for her schooling because he saw the capability in her eyes and offered her spot as gynecologist, for the Pack, once she was done. But not only that, it was also cause she refused to leave my side. The other girls were back in the city and away from us both; it made the need for one another much more. Luciano, despite him and Aria being Mates, kept his distance from her even though their rooms were a bedroom apart, not that Aria seemed to mind. I, on the hand, could still beg to differ by the way I saw their pained expressions.
"You need to tell him as soon as possible," she whispered softly, "you look no better than a resting zombie."
...
"Her health is deteriorating," Aria told Greysan, and Luciano by the way her tone shifted.
"What do you mean?" A male, Luciano asked. "Maybe I should check up on her."
"Am I not good enough!" She shot back rather quickly. "I know my qualifications might be insignificant compared to yours but I'm her friend. Nonetheless, if it was truly that bad Id ask your for assistance for Manpreet's sake."
It sounded more like she was convincing my mate than hers.
"I...um, I didn't mean to mean that, I...you see."
"Guys, please," sighed a male, "Arvina, please?"
I heard her hesitation. "She's sick to her stomach, she can't hold anything down and her fever hasn't broken yet. The crying is not helping too, if anything, she's on the verge of dehydration."
There was a lengthy pause, then another low sigh. "I want to talk to her."
Hearing that made me curl my fist on the comforter. I was resting against the headboard, basking in the filtered sunlight from the wall of glass. In all honesty, I was preferring the darkness before the curtains were drawn by Aria.
"Manpreet?" Greysan knocked before entering. He was stalking up to me, brows furrowing further when spotting just how red and swollen my eyes looked.
He looked good dressed in a black shirt with matching dark pants, and perhaps looking even older than I would've liked. The first few buttons were undone and sleeved rolled to his elbow. I almost began tearing up again at the sight of my Mate's messy hair I simply adored. "Why are you crying?" he asked, stroking a tear away, seated beside me.
"I love your hair," I remark, sniffling abit.
"You're crying because you like my hair today?" Greysan cracked a small grin, still looking confused and scared.
"The colour and texture, I mean. It's beautiful."
"Mani."
Our fingers laced one another, and I felt myself curling into the comforting, lighting sparks. "You're really scaring Sylis and I. We're so worried for you. Luciano is suggesting we get you started on an IV before your cardiac rhythm spikes."
I huff a laugh. "Only you or my parents could get my heart to react that severely."
He winced more than I did. It was a soft subject for us, it took a day for me to accept their death and another additional week for accepting the fact that I was alone without the worry of what they'd say. Words from the dead couldn't scare me, only the living could terrify me.
"I will always be here for you to talk too," He rested his other hand on our unlocked fist. "I need you more than you think because you're the reason I was able to become an Alpha. I fought that festering sadness and that voice in my head that told me to just stop, to give in."
There were real tears now, a weight of warmth in my stomach. "I'm pregnant."
He seemed to have froze, glowing honey eyes widened at the other hand resting on my stomach. "Mate's pregnant?"
"Yes." I say, nodding while my heart thundered.
"Mate is having our baby," I knew it was Sylis for Greysan's eyes glowed with an amber rings. The voice was also much more rawly soft, laced with feelings. Almost as if a child's.
"Yes," I hiccup. "Why else would I be crying from the sight of your hair? The kid better have your hair than mine."
There was jumping, and he was screaming on the top of his lungs with glee. Laughing, he threw off the sheets and hoisted me into his arms sometime between jumps. I swung my arms around his neck, cuddling into his warm body, feeling a new rush of excitement. "I absolutely LOVE YOU, I could marry you seven times over!" He was startled beyond relief, that's for sure.
"I'm so grateful for you, you have no idea."
Yes, well, maybe it was a sin to be having this happiness only days before my life's biggest tragedy but I couldn't have just paused my life. Believe it or not, I wasn't as effected after the funeral or with the passing. Yes, I cried and grieved like any daughter since they were my blood family, but I was more worried of telling Greysan and maybe my fears overlapped to the point I forgot about the funerals. I suspected the day after the funeral something was off but being dressed in mourning clothes I hadn't entertained the idea. At least not until I discovered I was late for my murderous period -which wasn't common enough to happen twice in two continuous month.
Besides, I never really thought of my parents and sister as family, I never felt truly complete with them. This moment was the best I've ever felt about myself, even though I was a little nervous to tell. Joy really does come in the small things.
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Quarantine life sucks cuz I have no motivation to read, write, sleep and go to work.
Dad's birthday tomorrow, but I got work. 🥺
~xm_vermanx15~
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Werewolf"Mine!" "Okay. Yeah, that's great and all, but you see things are more complicated than you just growling 'mine' and with me becoming yours." "My Mate," He growled again, making me face palm myself from his failure to understand how bad the situatio...
