***Aubrey's POV***

A week had passed since we found out I was pregnant.

Dr. Christy explained that I would probably suffer morning sickness for the first month. She wasn't kidding. Instead of morning sickness, I had all day sickness. I literally expelled the food before I could swallow.

After a brief call, I was informed I suffer from Hyperemesis Gravidarum, a severe form of morning sickness.

She also informed me that werewolves were only pregnant for about five months. Carrying twins would lessen that by a few weeks.

I was not getting proper nutrition and ended up at the hospital three more times this past week. Fluids, blood and nutrition were administered thru IV.

The nightmares have calmed down. This was due to an epiphany Darius conjured up.

The night of my first appointment Darius woke to blood curdling screams. In his panic his wings sprouted from his brand and he wrapped his body around mine. The minute I was cocooned within his winged embrace, I was calm.

Now when we sleep, his wings hold me throughout the night. No nightmares!

When Darius is out and I am exhausted, I let my own wings out and curl them around my arms. Apparently the pups like being cuddled.

As each day passes I am learning what pregnancy entails. There is a searing hunger that can't be sated due to the vomiting. I have migraines but, I have prescriptions for the pain and nausea. I am on a roller coaster of emotions. Every emotion feels like the most extreme high or low depending on the situation.

I cry. A lot! Most the time I laugh at myself because the reason is too stupid to comprehend.

I cried the other morning because I was so happy I slept. Then I cried because I couldn't locate my phone, which I was talking to Darius on, crying about how it was lost.

I cry over movies and I cry over food. It really doesn't matter what it is, I just cry.

Bryan has taken to making a huge joke over it. He's running bets on what I cry over next.

Claire is coddling. Luce cries daily over her excitement. Abi has made it her personal mission to keep me laughing.

I still have no baby bump. The weight I had lost was substantial for my frame. Dr. Christy said as soon as I am able to hold down food I will need to gain it all back.

She doesn't have to worry. I have written down all the foods I will eat as soon as my body allows me to.

My sense of smell has quadrupled. The guys have been taking showers at the pack house before returning home. The first day I discovered my new found sense, I puked for ten minutes straight because they came home after training with the pack, sweaty.

The garbage can was moved outside because I could smell a banana peel, all the way from the kitchen, in my room. The maids come by to clean the house twice a day now after I gagged from the smell of urine that had been flushed down the toilet.

I honestly feel terrible. Everyone is having to adjust their lives because of me. They reassure me that it is not offensive to them, but you know I worry.

Ethan takes me on a morning walk, usually in my wolf form. It would be nice to run, but unfortunately I can't afford to expend my energy.

Mostly, I take naps, do a small amount of paperwork and lounge around the house. It's boring. Darius promised that once I could hold down nutrition we would get back to our normal activities. I can't wait.

I'm hungry. Like seriously fucking hungry. I want to demolish a pizza and eat a bag of chips.

So far, I eat ice chips. This is mainly due to the cravings from the anemia.

I just want a huge bowl of pasta, with seafood and Alfredo sauce.

Speaking of food, I think I will go try my luck.

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Walking toward the kitchen, I catch site of Bryan coming thru the door.

"Hey Bry-Bry" I wave.

"Aubear, how are you feeling?" Bryan asks while rubbing his large hand over my nonexistent belly.

"There is no belly there, idiot." I roll my eyes.

"Soon there will be." Bryan shrugs his shoulders.

"I'm feeling hungry. I'm going to try an idea." I smile.

"What idea?" I hear Jackson coming down the stairs.

"I googled some foods that were safe for pregnancy. They don't usually end in encores." I explain.

I get to work making the most bland breakfast I can think of.

I microwaved a potato. I didn't care how it taste at this point, I just needed to eat.

I sat down with my food and a can of sugar free ginger ale.

"Here goes nothing." I smile expectantly.

Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Luce setting a clean bucket beside me. I can't help but giggle. They are as doubtful as I am.

I take slow, deliberate bites.

I inhale deeply and wait patiently to see if, by some miracle, that bucket becomes useless.

"Hey, baby. I see you are attempting food." Darius walks behind me, kissing my neck. It sends waves of pleasure rippling down my spine.

"Trying. Operative word, there." I laugh as I glance at the stunning man that belongs to me.

"Let's hope." Darius sits beside me.

Everyone refuses to eat until I at least try. I think they feel guilty. I argued for four solid days, but I lost. So, I let it go.

The first wave of nausea slams into me like a ship into an iceberg. My body trembles and I prepare for the wreckage. I breathe slowly, willing my pups to have mercy upon me.

Darius falls to his knees and starts whispering into my belly. He rubs slow soothing circles on my back and abdomen. The tingles dissipate the displeasure that threatened my meal.

I have eaten almost half of my food and chose to let it settle before trying any more.

I take a small sip of my drink and cautiously wait.

Gagging a few times, I turn towards the bucket and let my mouth pool with the familiar saliva that accompanies my performance.

But, then, nothing happens.

Ten minutes pass before a small smile of vindication graces my lips.

"How are you feeling parvulus?" Darius questions.

"Just nauseated. I can live with that." I wink.

"If this works, I have an idea." Claire sits at the table.

"Hi ClaireBear." I coo.

"Good morning Aubear." She blows me a kiss.

"What's this idea?" Jackson rounds the table settling his chin on Claire's shoulder while wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Hunting." Claire's eyes gleam with her revelation.

"I don't follow." Bryan looks confused.

"We will take Amare hunting. Maybe she can eat." Claire explains.

"It's definitely worth a try." Ethan confirms.

"Where's Abi?" I question.

"Shower. She isn't feeling well." Ethan announces.

"What?" I belt out.

"It's not a big deal, or so she says. She just got light headed and asked for a few minutes." Ethan soothes.

After a few minutes Abi slowly descends the stairs. Our eyes all watching her heavy movements.

"You look like death." Bryan throws out. It wasn't an insult, just a truthful observation.

"I feel like it." Abi whines.

"Abi, maybe you are pregnant." I offer. I know the look she has. We could be twins.

"Well fuck!" Ethan yells.

Abi flinches.

"Ethan, what's the matter?" Darius asks.

"I should have thought of that. This is the third day she woke up miserable." Ethan huffs.

"There are pregnancy tests upstairs." I inform.

"Are there?" Darius smirks.

"Well I bought them when we decided to try. In bulk." I giggle.

"Come on, just go take the test. No big deal. Just pee on the stick." Luce encourages.

"Come with me." Abi reaches her hand out to Luce.

"Come on girls, let's all go with." I smile excitedly.

The guys laugh and we all head upstairs. Me and Abi walk slowly. I try not to jostle my tummy. I'm very happy, thirty minutes have passed and I actually consumed food successfully.

We get to my floor and walk into my bathroom. I pull out the werewolf pregnancy test. It's more sensitive than human tests. We can usually know if we are carrying a pup within a week.

Abi collects her sample in the small cup provided and I plug my nose, just in case.

Claire completed the test and carried it to my vanity. She closes the bathroom door and I can hear her cleaning my bathroom. She is so thoughtful.

Three minutes later we all wait on my bed.

"Who is going to check?" I ask.

"You." Abi points to me.

I roll my eyes to down play my excitement. I feel honored.

I walk dramatically to the vanity, hoping to see two lines.

I don't go far when I know the results. I can see them from the half way point.

I run and yank the test off the stand and let out a peeling squeal.

"It's positive." I jump up and down.

Seconds later, four panting men are in the room. Darius has his arms wrapped around me.

"Are you okay?" He scans my body.

"Yes. Oh my god. I'm sorry." I quickly soothe Darius' panic.

"You're not supposed to be jumping." Darius chastises me.

"Or running." Luce warns.

"I was excited." I argue.

"What's the verdict?" Ethan asks worriedly.

"We're having a pup." Abi starts smiling while tears pour down her face.

"This is awesome!" Ethan pulls Abi in a hug and spins her around.

"I love babies." Claire claps.

"I want one." Bryan pouts.

"Fine!" Luce laughs as she kisses Bryan's nose.

"We can work on it." Luce promises.

"Us too." Jackson points to Claire.

"I'm game." Claire wiggles her eyebrows.

"Congratulations!" Darius and I exclaim once Ethan and Abi calm down.

"Let's celebrate!" I squeal.

"First, call Dr. Christy. Abi needs a check up." Darius orders.

"Yes, Alpha." Ethan beams.

"Actually, tell Dr. Christy to schedule her with me. I have to go at 11." I remind them.

"You go a lot." Bryan says.

"Dr. Christy wants to keep an eye on Aubrey. For one, she hasn't managed well so far. For two, Dr. Christy knows Aubrey's history and is playing it extra safe." Darius explains.

"She's awesome." I confirm.

After a few minutes, Ethan confirms that Abi will be joining me for my appointment.

Abi and I get prepared and go with Darius and Ethan to the doctor. Once the appointment confirmed Abi's pregnancy and that I was doing a little better, we headed home. It was a quick check up. My pups were on the right track, even if I was still malnourished.

For lunch, we all chose to test Claire's theory. We went for a run in wolf form. We headed into the forest to hunt. Amare was excited for a chance to take care of us.

Ultor killed a doe and presented it to us like a gift. It was incredibly sweet. We ate slowly, testing the waters. Once we realized that Amare was more capable of holding down food than me, she pigged out.

In wolf form, my senses were equally as sensitive. However, the scents were more appealing. My mouth watered as I ate the deer flesh. The warm meat provided a comfort to my gnawing hunger. For the first time in weeks, I felt full and pleased.

Another aspect of being pregnant in wolf form was the unbelievable lust I felt. It was completely overwhelming. Having Ultor so close was distracting and Darius had to shift back to keep me focused on food. I may have tried to fuck Ultor. In front of everyone. But, I'm not admitting to anything.

Darius promised that Amare and Ultor could spend some quality time together as soon as I was healthier. Suddenly, I wanted more than anything to be healthy. I was horny. It had been week's since I could touch my mate. It was torture.

I felt so much better after consuming food. A weight had been lifted. The nutrients were complimentary to my fatigue. I had a little energy and I found myself in a much better mood.

Things were slowly getting back on track.