CHAPTER 69 Zira - fourteen/six weeks(mid-October)

  Great. Looking at myself in the mirror in another hospital room. I was wearing one of those stupid gowns waiting for the doctor. My neck felt a bit sore around the choker and I was trying to take it off when I heard a scream from another room. Someone was screaming as if they were being murdered. I guess that was normal in a place like this. This must be the price of making a hard decision like I had to.

  I paced around the room second guessing everything that led up to this point. I was making the right decision, right? The risk is too great. And...and...I could have a baby later in the future. Unless something happens during the operation that turns my womb into a hostile environment. Then my mate might really reject me. I would be a mateless, motherless wolf. GAH! I’m over-thinking again. Maybe this was a bad idea.