But I would never go back to Damien. I couldn’t. Not after what had happened between us, or what he wanted to do to our unborn child.
No matter how my heart yearned for him and for what we had.
That would stay a thing of the past, perfect and untouched, but firmly distant.
“The baby will be strong,” Dr. Wyatt continued. “It’s just the mother we need to worry about now.”
“Me?” I asked.
Dr. Wyatt nodded. “You are tough, Amelia. There is no denying that. But you are still human. That the werewolf side of your child is dominant is good for the child. But perhaps not so good for you. A werewolf fetus will require more from their mother than a human child would.”
“Your child is safe,” Eve confirmed. “But you are still in danger, Amelia. Carrying this child to term might kill you.”
“We, of
