en
l gave me, gathered the first batch of roots
tained kitchen window, giving me a clear
e chopping block as she struggled to split heavy pine l
ce with her arms crossed over her round belly, bark
ed nightshade bark in a heavy stone mor
en window. Her rat-like eyes were da
trolled the resources and the care of the wounded Alpha held the real power. Carla had spent months treating
th hands to her stomach an
ass. "Oh, the baby just kicked hard... my lower back is killing
ed her sweat-streaked forehead. "Right aw
n and sprinted around the side of
corner, the pained expressi
breath, backed up two paces toward a large puddle of muddy
elp me!
creech ripped thro
tely splattering her dress and arms. She immediately rolled onto h
tchen, watching her performance
, carefully avoiding the sharp gravel and the chopping blo
otsteps thundered
bursting out through the back
nda screamed, rushing into
ave my baby!" Carla sobbed hyste
came stumbling out of the shed, his face r
mud-covered fingers, sc
e dark corner near the stove, letti
ing, mud-caked finger directly toward the unlatched wooden
heatrical agony. "She came out here while Jayme was gone
went utte
turned an ugl
shaking her head frantically. "Aspe
ed me! She said she'd rather die in the woods than stay wi
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