The Siren Wolf

ream and writhe in pain for long momentsas its chest tore open.The stone was getting bigger an

d not be consoled, no

the sound of her name, the voice l

eep and never awake.she was in an undeniable amount of pain,a pain that coul

her,she carried this one to full term, indeed she was going to give Ian a heir and put

of the hole in its chest and so it bled out, when the birth nurses tried to close up the tear by

t be calling her to say her fin

romising herself that she wouldn't cry no matter what

beauty and happiness thechild would never get to see,there would be lots of butterflies in the grave

,they looked at her with such sad eyes, they had done her a great service by taking care of her chil

y walked to meet Ian, his bac

g the child b

ad and saw Isabe

iracle.. I can't explain..."

by,it was still alive,

rous scar on its chest extending from

what happened, Ian

ness of the light, then in a split second it vanished completel

ast feeding the child. The

happiness and ensured the

ck it to sleep and play with th

lk and deep blue eyes which

mething special,

ame her bab

ng for the most fasc

girl cub grow,she could charm her way o

she would never lead the pack since she could never be

e day be mar

without Ian's knowledge, they would run for milesup the mountain, defying the for

anted to

e middle of the lake of resting birds and she would run the the midst of them, causing the fanning of

into fits of convulsions. The dark in her eyes would disappear up into her head, and the scar in

ns ceased and were replaced by a di

ld could

er eighteenth birthday and not one person came.Everyone avoided her like a plague

he would throw in rumbles of thunder if she was extre

owers got stronger and more de

an's pack of were terrifiedof Ian's famil

ferently? What if he ever wanted more? he would overthrow them and enslave t