You're Pregnant

"Amelia.....Amy?" A panicky voice call out,tapping lightly on the cheeks of an unmoving Amelia. Fear and concern was evident on Emerson's face, he kept rubbing the back of her palms.

"Alpha, you should calm down, she..." A man who had a stethoscope coiled around his neck suddenly choked on his words when he met the Emerson's glowering eyes.

Sheila, Donald, Jaxon, two ladies, one young and the other older cladded in a black and white uniform. They all stood with worry-stricken faces. Emerson more paranoid than all of them continuously rubbed the hands of an unreactive Amelia.

"That witch!" He suddenly growled sending shivers down their spines. For some reason even Donald felt it.

"I suggest we don't think irrationally, you know, she mi....." Donald was saying

"I'm going to take care of this!" He pecks Amelia on the forehead and stomps out of the room.

**** Minutes ago****

"How the.... What the f**k are you doing here" Emerson sprouts from his sitting position. He and Sheila had just been talking about random things when he felt her presence. A presence he hadn't felt in a long while, one he never even wanted to feel. He was having a hard time putting his wolf on leash, it just wanted to come out and mince her till there was nothing left recognizable of the lady with a gingered skin and beautiful chestnut hair.

Sheila immediately grabs his arms hoping to hold him back even a little.

"Emer, don't do anything irrational,think of Amel..."

"Uncle Emerson, I think there's something wrong with aunt.."

It all happened in a blur, Emerson had run off not even letting little Jaxon complete his statement.

Sheila faces her son, "what happened munchkin?"

"She moved....the baby moved,my sister"

"Is that supposed to be possible?" Suddenly Sheila's head shots up to the figure that silently watched. She moves close to her, her eyes falling on her bulge.

"You're pregnant"

"Come on mom,let's go" Jaxon pulls his mom as they follow Emerson's track leaving the lady all by herself.