Chapter 53


    BOOK TWO


    Caleb’s Point of View


    I reach over intent on pulling Daphne close to me, snuggling so that I may fall asleep again.


    Unfortunately, once again I find that she is no longer in bed with me. Finally opening my eyes, I see


    that she is once again staring out into the night, biting her nails, and lost in her head.


    It has been a few days since Scarlett and Theo’smitment ceremony, and everything had gone


    beautifully. In truth I was slightly jealous that they were able to have such a beautiful ceremony,


    whereas mine and Daphne’s had been somewhat nightmarish.


    Daphne had opened up to me after her and Scarlett had gone dress shopping. Both women thought


    that there was a


    possibility that Daphne was pregnant. I was shocked at first thinking of being a father. I love kids and


    have always


    wanted kids of my own. I just thought


    that Daphne and I would have more time to ourselves before the little patter of paws would be filling the


    house. I regret now ever having that thought and would do anything to go back in time to unthink


    1.


    Daphne insisted on waiting until after the mating ceremony to get checked out by the pack doctor. By


    that time, I had


    be excited, even thinking of baby names in my head. I felt it in my very bones that Daphne would


    be an amazing mother. I could picture her holding our


    pup, teaching them how to walk, and to


    speak. I did not want to wait to see the doctor, but Daphne had insisted.


    The day after the mating ceremony we


    were both slightly nervous as we waited for the pack doctor to tell us if she was pregnant or not. I wish


    that I had magic powers to reverse time, if only to capture the smile that had been on her face that day.


    After some poking and prodding and several tests the pack doctor asked Daphne if she wanted to


    speak privately. I growled at him letting him know that I would not be leaving my precious mate’s side.


    Unfortunately, the doctor did not have good news for us. Daphne was pregnant in a sense, but it was


    not what would be considered a viable pregnancy. The doctor exined that the egg had never exited


    the fallopian tubes, therefore although Daphne was experiencing pregnancy like symptoms the egg is


    not viable and needed to be removed. The pack doctor was sympathetic and


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    exined that it ismon and that


    some women go through this experience without ever knowing that they were pregnant. The egg


    however was still in the fallopian tube and was a concern for


    the doctor. He exined that Daphne would need to undergo a small procedure to remove the egg so


    that it did not cause


    any farther damage. 1


    I watched Daphne’s face the entire time.


    the doctor was telling us the news. I could feel the range of emotions that flooded


    her being. From denial, to fear, to depression I felt everything that she was feeling, and it broke my


    heart. All I have ever wanted to do was love and protect my mate above all else, andtely it


    seems as if I am failing her over and over. I never considered that there would be heartaches that I


    would have no ability to save her from.


    The doctor was professional and gave a


    few minutes to grieve the loss of a life that never even had a chance to exist. Before exiting he did


    exin that Daphne would need to undergo the procedure immediately and he left to prep his team.


    We did not speak instead I just held her in my arms trying to sooth her as best as I


    could.


    Too soon the doctor let us know that they were ready, and I had to release Daphne from my arms. I


    paced the waiting room until finally the nurse told me that


    everything was done, and that Daphne coulde home. For the first few days she was not allowed to


    leave the bed. The doctor was adamant that she takes some time to heal, both physically and


    mentally. It has now been almost a week, and even though she is out of bed she has yet to leave our


    room.


    Staring at my beautiful mate, softly


    glowing in the moonlight I wished that I


    could take away her pain. While she was


    still in recover the doctor sought me out


    with some additional information that I


    had yet to tell Daphne. Due to the


    traumatic abuse that she suffered


    growing up at some point her uterus and


    pelvic region had sustained considerable damage. The doctor is unsure as to whether she would ever


    be able to carry


    pups. 1


    I do not like hiding things from my mate, but I ampletely unsure of how to tell her this news. I feel


    utterly broken,


    unsure of how to help her through this time. Internally sighing I start to climb out of bed with the


    intentions of leading my mate to rejoin me.


    She remained still as I approached her. Reaching around her I pull her lithe


    frame against me, practically purring


    from the sparks that shoot through my body at simply touching her. I thought that the sparks would


    lessen the longer we are mated, but they are as strong


    today as they were the day, I first touched


    her.


    “Love it iste. Why are you insistent on showing the moon that you are more beautiful than it?” I could


    feel the slight smile tug at her lips, and I love that I can do that to her. 1


    “I was simply thinking about how much life has changed in thest year.” I could tell that there was


    more on her mind but did not push her to go farther. (1


    “You should be in bed with me. The sheets are cold and lonely without you.”


    “I am sorry. I did not mean to keep you up.” Her voice is soft.


    “I love you, Daphne. I wish there were


    something I could do or say that could


    put your mind at ease my love. We can


    always try again for a pup after you have healed, if that is what you desire.” The doctor had only said


    he was unsure, he never said it would be impossible. Still, I felt a pang of guilt shoot through me that I


    could potentially be giving her false hope. If she is unable to carry pups, we could always adopt. I am


    not opposed to adoption.


    “Do you think it would have been a boy or a girl?” She asked the question so softly that if I did not have


    excellent hearing her words would be lost in the vast void of the darkness.


    “I think that it was neither. I think that it was a fluke of nature that like the doctor said ismon. The


    silver lining is that we still have each other.” I hoped that my voice did not betray my true thoughts.


    Like Daphne I had wondered if it would have been a boy or a girl. If it would have looked like me or her.


    s these were


    questions that would never have answers to them.


    I softly turn Daphne around so that her face is now pressed against my chest. We no longer talk; I


    simply just hold. Finally, I pick her up bridal style and tuck her back into bed with no resistance.


    Climbing in behind her I spoon her with my chest pressed against her back, and my arms wrapped


    around her body.


    “Try and get some sleep love, you have your follow up appointment tomorrow.” I softly stroked her hair


    until I felt her breathing even out and I knew that she had finally sumbed to the exhaustion.