The Girl With Lycan Blood

Ugh, it's so good! Oh god, I could do this forever! I let out a quiet moan.

This food is so damn good!

I ended up ordering the golden Yukon potato soup, and it did not disappoint. Tyler ordered some fancy steak that I don't remember the name of, he's so manly. I held the spoon up to my lips again and swallowed the addicting soup. This should be our regular place for date night, I should probably tell Tyler that I made date night a thing.

No texts, no pains, no worries! Tonight was just perfect, the best part was that I was with my mate. May I say he may be a rogue slayer but right now he is my European prince. Am I pretty sure he's European? Not from Europe but his heritage has to be Italian.

"How is everything?"

The waiter brings me back to reality and I answer with a simple 'perfection!'.

The whole time Tyler and I small talked, just learning more things about each other. He became Alpha at 18 because his father stepped down, I guess being Alpha comes with a lot of pressure.

Then it happened, the only thing that I didn't want to happen... it buzzed, my phone buzzed.

My face went blank and I carefully looked around the room, I didn't see anyone suspicious.

"Anna what's going on? Are you okay?"

I snap back to Tyler. "Ya, um everything is fine." I almost can't fight the urge to read the text. I smile awkwardly and glance at my purse, it's in there, my phone. It's so close...

"Who text you?" He asks laced with seriousness. I shrug and shake my head.

"Anna give me your phone." He orders and holds out his hand.

I look at his hand in pure terror. "Oh no, it's fine I can-"

"Anna give me the phone."

Oh no, oh no, I slowly reached in my bag and grasped my phone. Do I give it to him? Or dunk it in my water?

My heart starts to race uncontrollably as I hold it across the table and drop it into his hand. He looks at the screen, reading the message.

Oh god please, let this all be a dream, what if the guy was serious. Will he really attack our pack? Will he hurt Tyler? I held my breath until he spoke.

"Nicole is in labor." He breaths out.

Thank god!

Wait...

my purse, Tyler throws money on the table and we took it to his car. We climb in and Tyler speeds off

was that guy? I take a deep breath and try to relax. It wasn't, we're still okay. I could feel my wolf getting made at me for keeping secrets from our mate, but I can't risk it. This is all my fault, I just keep

stay strong and try not to ruin anything

of the car and ran into the building. Tyler went up to the front desk while I waited behind. I glanced around the room, it was empty except

what they're going to name it... Nicole will be a great mom. She's always happy, she puts a smile on your face, she

We enter a room that's almost all white, it's so clean and pure looking. Laying on

Isabelle." Nicole introduces us to her little baby girl. She so cute and small, so fragile. "Anna you want to

Do I?

of course I do, but what if I mess up, what if I drop

before really thinking. I walk up to her bed and reach out for

is longing, I want this. I want the option of holding my own child in my arms, rocking

right now, but in the future, hopefully,

your nose Michael..." I say quietly. She looks exactly like them, she's their little

to know that one day I can be happy and have a

can't help but want to cry. I blink and blink trying to get rid of the water

I mutter before rushing into the hallway and to the nearest restroom. I swing the door open and quickly shut it and lock it. I grab onto the sink and slowly raise

out a blood curling scream and grab my phone, throwing it against the mirror, leaving a long crack in the middle and shards on

I just

as

I do? I

can I be so selfish! I pick up my phone off the tile floor

from: unknown

Angry?

on the door and shouting. How long have they

"Anna! Open the door!"

down at my arm as I begin to feel a

open the damn door before I break

forearm, trailing it's

reach for the lock of the door and gently turn it,

and confident. But all I am is depressed, scared, nervous,

"Anna..."

the doorway breathing heavy. His eyes scan my surroundings.

if he was disappointed, upset, angry. My

done? How could I be

I wish my sister could tell me that I'll always have her, I wish my brother could still threaten any boy that came

while gently touching the