KEILAH
The sharp pain in my stomach was relentless, and I struggled to stay conscious as Zac's cruel laughter echoed around me. My vision swam in and out of focus, and I felt a cold sweat break out across my forehead. The warmth running down my legs was a grim reminder of what was happening. . . the baby was no more.
Zac's voice cut through the haze, filled with satisfaction. "Now, let’s see how your precious Ralph handles this." He turned back to Ralph, his gaze cold and calculating.
Ralph, trapped in his wolf form and bound by Isabella's magic, let out a furious, agonized howl. The sight of my suffering seemed to fuel his rage, but he was helpless against the magical restraints.
Isabella's eyes locked onto mine with a look of disdain, as if my pain was nothing more than a minor inco
