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My jaw tightened at the mention of her mother’s accusation. “You shouldn’t have left the hospital alone, especially in your condition.”
“I know that now,” she admitted quietly. “But in that moment, I couldn’t think straight. My parents were falling apart -my father trying to hold it together while my mother… Her voice broke. “She said If I had used my connections- meaning you–to get Jason a better job, he wouldn’t have been home when those men came.”
The monitor beside her bed registered a slight increase in her heart rate. I immediately placed my hand on her cheek, my thumb stroking gently across her skin.
“Deep breaths, Rebecca, I murmured. “For our child, you need to stay calm.”
She nodded, making a visible effort to control her breathing. “I’m trying.”
We sat in silence for a moment, my hand still cradling her face, her pulse gradually slowing under my touch. This was all my fault–she’d been dragged into my world of pack politics and enemies, and now she was suffering the
consequences.
“You should go back to work, Rebecca said suddenly, breaking the silence. “You can’t sit here all day watching me sleep.”
1 frowned. “I don’t want to leave you, especially now.”
“You have responsibilities to the entire Silver Moon Shadow Pack. The doctors and nurses will take good care of me and the baby,” she replied, her voice stronger.
Her understanding of my position sent a wave of warmth through me. Most humans–even those aware of our existence–never truly grasped what it meant to be Alpha. The weight of responsibility for every pack member’s safety and wellbeing, the constant vigilance required. Yet Rebecca, despite her short time in our world, seemed to understand intuitively.
“I’ll set up remote monitoring,” I compromised, already typing instructions to Marcus on my phone. “The hospital security cameras will feed directly to my phone.”
Rebecca rolled her eyes, but her smile took the sting out of the gesture. “Of course
you will.”
1 leaned closer, my expression turning serious. “Rebecca, don’t tell anyone about the pregnancy. Not even Sofia. The fewer people who know right now, the safer you both will be.”
She nodded, understanding the gravity of my request. “I won’t say anything.”
I spent the next hour making arrangements, connecting with hospital security, and ensuring Rebecca’s protection
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before reluctantly preparing to leave, Dr. Morgan arrived as I was gathering my things.
“Ms. Brown is doing much better this morning,” she said, checking the IV and vital monitors. The intravenous nutrients we administered overnight have helped stabilize her condition.”
“And the baby?” I asked directly, seeing no point in pretending I didn’t know.
Dr. Morgan glanced at Rebecca, who nodded permission. “The fetus appears stable for now.” She turned more fully toward Rebecca. These hybrid pregnancies typically progress faster than purely human gestations. You’ll need to be especially vigilant about your health.”
“Hybrid pregnancies? Rebecca echoed, a new worry crossing her features.
“When one parent is a werewolf and one is human,” Dr. Morgan explained. “They’re relatively rare, but not unheard of in medical literature. The werewolf genetic contribution tends to accelerate fetal development and can place additional stress on a human mother’s body.”
I felt my muscles tense. I should have considered this, should have researched this possibility as soon as I’d realized Rebecca was pregnant. The thought of her being at risk because of my child tore at something primal within me.
“What does she need to do?” I asked, my voice sharper than intended.
Dr. Morgan didn’t flinch at my tone. “Rest for the next week, absolutely. No stress, no emotional upheavals.” She handed Rebecca a folder. “I’ve prepared a specialized nutrition plan and prenatal vitamin regimen designed specifically for human mothers carrying werewolf offspring. It contains higher levels of certain nutrients to support the accelerated development.”
“When can I go home?” Rebecca asked.
“Tomorrow, if your condition remains stable overnight.” Dr. Morgan made a note in her chart. “But I want strict bed rest for the following week, with minimal physical activity and emotional stimulation.”
After the doctor left, I kissed Rebecca goodbye, lingering longer than necessary. “T’ll check on you throughout the day,” I promised.
“I know you will.” She smiled, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Go run your empire, Alpha.”
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