Gracie
It has been one month since I have found out I am pregnant. And as well as a month locked inside this packhouse. I can only read or watch TV or knit before I go crazy. I need to go out even for a little while, or I might simply have to hurt an Alpha in his sleep.
I called Rowan and asked for a get-together, and she promised to come today. When she gets here, I have to convince her to talk to Alpha Lucky into letting me go outside. I need to shift, and I need fresh air and grass under my paws.
{Rowan} Hello, Gracie, how are you doing?
{Gracie} Crazy, you have to help me since it is your fault I am on total lockdown.
{Rowan} Wait, what do you mean total lockdown, and how is it my fault?
{Gracie} You told the Alpha I was in danger the entire time I am pregnant, and so he thinks
