Chapter 5

I stood outside Jacob's private quarters, my hand trembling as I raised it to knock. The small vial of medicine Marcus had given me was still tucked in my pocket, its presence a reminder of the life growing inside me—a life I now had to protect at all costs.

My throat burned with each breath, a constant reminder of the wolfsbane that had destroyed my voice and weakened my wolf. But the nausea had become unbearable, and I couldn't hide it anymore. Perhaps... perhaps this news would change everything.

"Jacob," I rasped, my voice barely audible even to myself. "I…