Kayla's POV
“I've never liked that b***h” Silver muttered within me and I couldn't help but smile.
“I see why you're my wolf” I replied when suddenly I paused- my hand instinctively moved to my belly as a sharp pang hit me.
I stopped in the hallway, the world spinning for a second. A salty taste crept into my mouth, like I had bitten into something bitter. My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard, trying to calm the rapid thud of my heart. Something wasn’t right.
I felt nauseous.
Breathe, Kayla. Just breathe.
But the discomfort only worsened as I forced myself forward. I barely reached my room when a stabbing pain shot through me, enough to make me gasp. Panic surged. I leaned against the doorframe, trying to steady myself, sweat dampening my palms.
“Help!” My voice came out strain
