Kayla
I stared at the small vial in my hands, the honey-colored liquid catching the light as I turned it over and over between my trembling fingers. My vision swam, my heart pounding frantically against the inside of my ribs at what I was about to do.
Was I really going to do this? Was I going to take the potion the witch had given to me, potentially causing a miscarriage, in the hopes of making my wolf emerge?
I hesitated, my finger tracing the rim of the tiny glass vial. This felt stupid, utterly stupid, and yet…
My eyes flicked to the bottle of abortion pills that were still sitting on my nightstand, mocking me.
I had three options.
Do nothing and hope for the best, potentially dying with my baby dying alongside me.
Take the abortion pills and save myself, bu
