Trigger Warning!

T:W this chapter talks of child loss.



Allison POV



We made it back to the pack house and after greeting the pack and hugging my grandmother and telling her I would explain everything tomorrow, I decided I needed to turn in. I felt completely drained and my back was killing me. It felt like 1000 tiny knives were stabbing into it, no matter how I sat or stood, it hurt.

"I need to go lie down, I don't have the energy to argue over sleeping arrangements with you both, so please figure it out without fighting." I said to Damon and Raidon as I made my way up the stairs. I could hear them both huff in annoyance, but neither one dared to argue with me.

I stripped my clothes and crawled into bed. Raidon crawled in on my left and Damon on my right. I have to admit, there was something incredibly comforting about having both of my mates next to me.

With the scent of my mates filling my nose, I drifted off into a deep sleep.



I woke up as agonizing pain shot through my body. I let out a shrill scream as my back and legs shook from the pain.

Damon and Raidon both jumped up, ready to fight whatever threat was around. They soon realized what was going on.

"What do you want us to do?" Raidon asked, panic filling his tone. They could both feel my pain through the bond.

"Get my grandmother, she will know what to do!" I screamed, as I was hit with another wave of pain.

Damon ran out of the room to retrieve her.

I could feel sweat beading on my forehead, I felt a large gush in between my legs. I was excited but also terrified. I had had no time to prepare for this. Was I even ready to be a mother?

"Take my shorts and underwear off, quick. I think my water just broke, the baby should come soon!" I yelled at Raidon.

He obeyed and pulled my clothes off for me.

He looked up at me with fear-stricken eyes.

"What, what is it?" I asked.

He didn't answer me, but I could feel the worry through our bond, I sat up and looked in between my legs. There was a huge pool of blood soaking my sheets.

My grandmother rushed in with Damon on her heels. They both gasped when they saw the amount of blood on the bed.

I could feel something off by the way my grandmother looked at me.

I felt the most powerful urge to push rush over me. I spread my legs and flung my head back as I screamed and pushed with everything I had. I could feel my body ripping open as my baby began its way out.

Damon and Raidon each took a leg and held them up for me, while grandma stood in between my legs waiting to catch my baby.

I pushed again as grandma yelled, "I see a head! Keep pushing!"

I pushed again as my baby ripped through me. It felt like my entire body was on fire, I could feel my baby exit my body. I waited as grandma wrapped my baby in a blanket.

I didn't hear any crying,"Why isn't my baby crying?" I half screamed.

Grandma got to work, patting my baby's back and bum, she lay my baby on the bed and began counting as she did compressions. She blew into my baby's mouth and began counting again.

It felt like an eternity had gone by before the room had completely fallen silent.

My heart fell into my stomach, I felt like puking. I felt like screaming, the pain felt unbearable. This pain was worse than giving birth, it was the worst pain I have ever felt. I would rather die a million times over than feel this pain ever again.

She looked at me with tear-filled eyes, "I'm sorry my girl."

I scooped my baby up from the bed, I held on to the tiny bundle in my arms.

I began rocking my baby, humming a soft tune while tears rolled slowly down my face.

"What is the gender?" I quietly asked grandma.

"A baby girl." She whispered, her voice cracking with pain.

Eve was curled up in the back of my mind, she was whimpering in grief just as hurt as I am.

"Her name is Aspen-Eve," I stated as I continued rocking my sweet little girl.

Damon and Raidon stood on each side of me. I noticed they both had tear-stained cheeks.

"Can I be alone please?" I whispered.

Everyone left the room in silence. It was just me and my little baby girl.

She was beautiful, she had such a tiny body, she couldn't have weighed more than 3 pounds.

Her pitch black hair slicked against her head as she was still covered in a mix of amniotic fluid and blood.

I lay there with her in my arms for hours. I could see the sun starting to rise as a soft knock came at my door.

"Come in," I said in a hushed tone.

Grandma walked in and sat on the bed next to me.

"I hate to be the one to tell you this, Allison, but eventually we have to take her and have her prepped for a funeral. I don't want you to witness the decay of her body, my dear. I'm sorry. " She said while looking down at her hands.

I looked at her in confusion,"What do you mean decay? She is a healthy baby girl. She's just sleeping. I hummed to her all night, she is such a calm and quiet baby grams." I whispered so as not to wake my little Aspen-Eve.

"Allison? I'm sorry, she is gone. I believe she must have passed away not too long after the witch Lucy was killed. After a witch dies, any spell she casts is void, and I think that is what happened here. I am so sorry, Allison."She reached to put a hand on my arm, I quickly pulled away. "No, you are wrong, she is right here in front of me. I know that my baby is okay. You are trying to take her from me. GET OUT!" I shouted as I could feel heat begin to flow through my body. I quickly pushed the feeling away, not wanting to hurt my baby.

I couldn't believe my grandma would try to take her from me. What was she thinking?

A:N Hello lovely readers, I want to apologize for the delay in updates. I recently suffered a miscarriage. This wasn't originally what I had planned for this chapter but with this recent event I needed to write about the pain I was feeling. I hope to try and ease back into my writing. I will do my best to communicate with you all. Thank you for sticking around <3 wishing you all the best.