The Abandoned Child of Blu Pearl

Chapter 8

“It’s time.” Anna tells me as she walks over to the sink with the pregnancy stick in her hand. I sigh and go to the toilet; I have had a session almost every night for the last 4 years! I am hoping this time I am in fact pregnant to keep their dreadful paws off me. I take the stick from her and hold it under me as I go. Praying to the moon goddess that this is the one. As I finish, I put it on the counter clean myself up and stand next to Anna.

“This is the one, I can feel it.” She says as she holds onto my arm. We stand there staring at the small letters flashing on the stick. This feels like the longest 3 minutes of my life, I can feel every tick of the clock. Tick…Tick.. Tick…

Flashing and more flashing this is torture! “Oh my! You did it!” She says as she grabs the stick. I sigh, thanking the goddess silently for not making me go through the torture of having Johnathon touch me again. He has volunteered to help ‘prepare’ me for Malakai these last 2 months.

“I will go take this to him.” She says with a grimace upon her face. I nod my head and sit back onto the toilet.

“Mommy, mommy! I have a prize for you!” Roman comes into the bathroom holding a sword. He is 8 now, and has been training ever since he was 2. My eyes go wide in a panic as he is running with this sword pointed at me chest.

“Roman!” I shout and he stops and looks from the sword to me and puts it down.

“I’m sorry, I.. I..” he starts to say as tears run down his face. I walk over to him and scoop him into my arms. I kiss his tears away and he starts giggling.

“It’s okay baby, you just have to be careful ok. That is not a toy.” I have my own thoughts about how my son should go about training, but I get no say. Nothing has changed much here, the she-wolfs here still get treated like scum, most are forced marked and made into s*x slaves. They do leave me alone for the most part, the only person I see mostly is Anna, and Johnathon. But hopefully that is passed, and he won’t make me do that anymore. I have been good and not made much fuss, I stay to my room and teach Roman to be a descent man. He is the sweetest little pup, always worrying about me. Once, I stood up to Malakai after a session, explaining to me that I do not need another to prepare me for him, I could do it myself. He beat me for talking without permission. When I came back into the room Roman was awake drawing in his notepad. He took one look at me and ran over to me. Anna was helping me make my way to the bathroom, when his little pitter patter of his feet ran across the room into the bathroom and started the bath for me.

He started pulling out soaps and towels and the first aid kit. I tried to tell him I was fine but he insisted to help. After he got the tub going, I told him to draw me a pretty picture, it would help me more than anything. He wrapped his little arms around me and squeezed me as tight as he could.

“I love you mommy. One day I will get us out of here.” He says as he shuts the door to go draw me a picture. That night anna held me as I cried the hardest I had in a long time. I wanted nothing more than to get us out of this situation. And now that I am pregnant again, it makes me wish it was possible even more.

“It will not always be this way, Emily. Trust in the moon goddess, it will get better.” She says as she leaves to take Malakai the stick that will change my life again. All I can do is smile and nod at her.