Alexander's POV
I couldn't bear to look at our newborn pup. He was a reminder of the pain and suffering I had endured the last couple of weeks. He was lying peacefully in a crib next to my mate. His small and soft moans were barely hearable. I was sitting next to Lizzy's bed, holding and rubbing her hand.
"I think the pup is hungry," I mind-linked Lisa. I refuse to even pick him up. Lisa had named the pup Dustin, meaning 'fighter'. She said that this little pup will still do great things when it's older.
Doctor Jane had treated Lizzy, but due to her condition and how weak she was, I had to decide whether to save my Luna or the pup.
I had chosen my mate, and I knew it was selfish, but we could always have another pup. The doctor had done a c-section. The tiny pup was born the same n
