Selene’s pov
Sara looked at me and smiled. “I knew this would happen.”
I made a small frown. “What would happen?”
She walked slowly to the bed. “Eventually,” she said, her voice heavy with weary resignation, “your body would start feeling them too.”
Dante stood up and stepped aside to let her have room.
“Don’t worry," said Sara. "It is not a bad case. You have just begun the–er–’critical’ stage."
I looked at her. “What does that mean?”
“It means,” she said slowly, “your body is just adjusting. You’re carrying something special. The baby inside you is wolf. That kind of child needs strength. Your body is just waking up to that truth.”
“So this is normal?” I asked.
She nodded. “Perfectly normal. Pain, pressure, small shocks. It’s all part of the start.”
I let out a soft breath. “T
