"That's one beautifully healthy pup," the pack doctor says happily.
I stare at the screen in awe. It's beautiful. It's my baby. I look to my left at Keaton. He's in shock, but he keeps a stone expression in front of the pack doctor.
"How many months till I give birth?" I ask, curiously.
"Three months. Werewolf's pregnancies are twice as fast as human ones. You will meet your future alpha in three months and five days," the doc says ecstatic.
I stiffen at the mention of my baby being the future alpha of the Blackwood pack. I don't want to think about that.
"A-Alpha?" I stutter.
"I assume so, Luna," she bows her head.
I look to Keaton, he's staring into space looking like he's ready to pass out. Some Alpha, if the pack saw him this vulnerable they'd laugh.
"Keaton Thunders," I yell.
