Serenity's POV “Your blood work says he's a boy.” Emma cooed at me. As promised, the baby had grown rapidly for three weeks and had since slowed down. I got weaker by the day and the pregnancy was taking an incredible toll on me. I was losing weight, I was throwing up often, and had gotten so weak I could barely feed myself. Emma had been caring for me. She was doing her best to be kind, but there was obvious tension between us for even more obvious reasons. Her mate had assaulted me to create some kind of hybrid heir for them to raise together. She talked to my belly all the time, as well. The doctor who had been seeing me since the beginning came in. “I reviewed your blood work. Your organ function isn't getting better at all. It's getting worse. Things aren't looking good. I'm

