Chapter 52

I had spent countless restless hours, tossing and turning in bed. Sleep eluded me because of what lay ahead – a decision I was about to make, burdened with overwhelming guilt. The weight of it pressed down on me, making it difficult to breathe, as the thought of hurting him tore at my heart. I questioned if I could endure this choice myself, especially knowing the risks associated with a werewolf pregnancy, which are never safe.

As I lay on my back, staring blankly at the ceiling, my mind was in turmoil, flooded with mixed emotions and thoughts. Beside me lay Matias, whose presence I would miss dearly during the next one and a half months, assuming he survives the ongoing war. Holding back sobs, I resolved to stay strong for our child.

Placing my hands on my belly, I felt the changes that had occurred within hours. My once flat belly had transformed into the proper size for my current stage of pregnancy. Gently rubbing my belly, I felt a magical moment as my child kicked from w