Lyra's POV
The Pack Inn was a place where people who were feeling bad were. It was a large block of solid wood, and it always smelled of flowers and the pack herbs. I lay sprawling on a small bed in the back room, and the bed sheets were pulled up to my waist.
I'd been there a while. The doctors were just staring at me. They had already taken their tests and gone out to play with the older wolves. The door swung open again. It wasn’t a nurse, it was Kaelen.
He was seriously concerned and a bit pale. He closed the door, and it got locked just as the key went on to a loud clicking. “Something is wrong, they told me,” he stated.
Then he rushed towards the side of my bed. They told me that the baby would be in danger. I stared at him, forming a sense of tight composure. I touched him, a
