Ava's pov
I couldn't stare at Cyrus for too long, I couldn't keep looking into his Mariner blue eyes because it fills my heart with the feelings I planned to keep away. I turn towards the window with a small grunt, frowning that my Wolf seem weaker than necessary.
The thought of me loosing a child overwhelmed me and my father's plight settled also on my sad mind. I tried to blink back tears as I wonder why my perfect life has took a turn like this one. Why I have to be among evil wolves and now a witch.
My body shook once all of a sudden and the bitter tears I have kept at Bay trickle down my cheek again. I never thought I would be this agonized by my unborn child who was I only believe existed through Evie's words. She might be wrong or not. I am hurt like nothing comparable, I am sa
