Saving Faye

The cries of a heavily pregnant woman echo through the halls of an enormous mansion. She grips her swollen belly in agony as another wave of forceful contractions wreak havoc on her body. Crying out again she calls for her husband. The sound of thundering footsteps can be heard as he makes his way to aid his wife. "What's wrong my love?" He questions worry evident on his face. "The baby is coming!" She screams out as another contraction hits. "Are you sure? You're only 8 months along." He replies growing more and more concerned. "I am one hundred percent sure! My water just f**king broke!" She yells out growing irritated at her husband's hesitation. Without waiting for his reply, she begins to slowly make her way to the door of the spacious master bedroom. Noticing his wife's struggle the man quickly breaks out of his shock and rushes to help her out of the room and down the majestically grand staircase. At the bottom of the stairs another wave of contractions hits the woman and she crumples over in pain. The man tightens his hold on her as he tries to help keep her from hitting the floor. "Are you alright?" He asks rubbing small circles on her back. "No, I am not f**king alright. Your child is currently trying to rip my v***na in half!" She retorts scrunching her face up in annoyance. Wincing at her attitude he helps her out of the house and into a shiny black SUV with heavily tinted windows. After making sure his wife is all settled, he runs back into the house to grab the hospital bag, the diaper bag, and their two-year-old son. After struggling to get their son all strapped in, he finally figures it out and makes his way to the driver seat. Just as he climbs in another set of contractions hits his wife and he hurriedly steps on the gas. Flying down narrow dirt roads through the forest he finally pulls into the parking lot of the pack hospital and before he can even unbuckle nurses are already at the car with a wheelchair. The three nurses help the struggling woman out of the car and into the chair before wheeling her through the double doors. The man follows closely behind carrying the two-year-old and the bags. A short elevator ride takes them up to the already prepared alpha suite. Quickly hurrying into the room, the nurses begin to set everything up from the heart monitor all the way down to the tiniest of tools that could possibly be needed to deliver the alphas second son. After a short wait the doctor, a black-haired caramel skin woman walks in to greet the expecting family. "How are you feeling Luna?" She asks with the utmost respect. "Like my v***na is begin torn in half. Get him out of me now." She snaps out due to her discomfort. "Okay Luna, let me take a look and see how dilated you are." The doctor replies as she pulls on a pair of sterile blue latex gloves. "Good news your eight centimeters, so we shouldn't have to wait much longer to begin pushing. Your labor appears to be moving along quite quickly." With that doctor removes her gloves and washes her hands before walking out of the room. The man takes a seat beside his wife as the nurses continue to check all of her vitals and the baby. Within an hour the doctor returns to once again check how dilated the woman is. "Alright, its go time. Luna are you ready to push?" She asks the sweating women. "Oh my god yes! Get this child out of me." "On the count of three I want you to give me a big push. Ready, one two three, push!" The doctor shouts as the woman begins to push. .................. The sound of a newborns cry fills the air as the doctor lays the little one on the tired Luna's chest. While the man may be in awe of his wife the confused look of the doctor does not go unnoticed, so he excuses himself and pulls the doctor aside. "What is the matter doctor?" He demands using his authority to his advantage. "Alpha, your child is a girl." She states not even believing it herself. "What! That is impossible Lunas cannot bear a female offspring." He retorts glaring at the doctor. "I know that sir, but I am one hundred percent sure that that baby is a girl. I know this doesn't happen, but it just did. This should be kept under wraps as it is sure to draw the attention of other packs. And I definitely don't mean good attention." She states never once breaking eye contact with her alpha. Growling in frustration the man walks back into the room to find that his wife has already discovered the gender of their child. Instead of confusion, her face holds nothing but adoration and love. "Faye Marie Ryker" She states without looking up from the sleeping angel. "What?" He questions. "That is what we should name her." The woman supplies finally looking up to her mate and handing the little one off to him. As the little one is laid in his arms, she opens her eyes and his heart completely melts at the sight of the seafoam green eyes that match his own. "Faye Marie Ryker." He says with finality as he smiles down at his daughter. ............... Two years later........ "Where the hell is my daughter!!" The Alpha bellows out in fury at his beta standing before him. "Alpha, we are not sure. She was playing with the other little ones outside at daycare when the rouges attacked and now no one can find her." He replies timidly, afraid of how his alpha may react. "Send out a search party now and I swear if she isn’t found I will have your head!" He screams as he slams his Beta against the wall. "Yes Alpha." The Beta replies with a trembling voice. Day after day the search Party scours the territory and the land surrounding it. Rouges have been questioned and killed and nothing has proved useful in finding the alphas daughter. The Luna has fallen into a great depression and can hardly care for herself let alone their four-year-old son. The alpha is so obsessed with finding his daughter that pack duties have become a second thought. People of the pack begin to grow more and more concerned as the state of the pack declines and the mental status of their beloved alpha also declines. It doesn't take long before the alpha finally snaps and kills his trusted beta and starts his reign of terror.