HUNT’S POINT OF VIEW
I still can’t believe that I’m pregnant. It’s like a dream,and I’m waiting to wake up every minute.
Not a nightmare,but a beautiful dream. I’m scared,but I can’t voice my fears. I would panic and worry Daemon more than he already is.
I can’t stop wondering what Amanda is doing,what she’s plotting,because I know for a fact that she won’t just let it be.
I saw the hatred and evilness in her once kind eyes. I could feel the need of harming that she emanated.
*Pup,stop worrying. It’s not doing you,or the pups any good.* Morrigan’s worried voice panics me,because I know that Daemon can hear us.
*No,he can’t. Not if I don’t want to. So,stop worrying.* A big breath of relief escaped my frozen lungs at her words.
*I have a bad feeling,Morrigan.
