The Tales of a Pregnant Luna

The clock ticked, and the place felt stuffy. Waiting in anticipation for the one person who could help. People passed by and people sat impatiently.

“Mr. and Mrs. Gold” I heard Reese’s surname being called. Since when was I Mrs. Gold? even though the thought had rushed through my head, I couldn’t help but let my heart feel giddy. We got up and headed towards the room.

There in a chair sat a woman with a smile spread across her gentle face. “Welcome Mrs. Daniel’s, Alpha. I’m Dr. Caden and I will be your gynecologist for the rest of your pregnancy.”

I smiled tightly and walked across the room. Reese say beside the bed as Dr. Caden instructed me to lie down. I relaxed comfortably on the uncomfortable bed as she lifted my shirt over my belly.

Grabbing some cold gel, she squirmed it on my tummy before spreading the cold gel over my warm tummy. She then began an ultrasound.

“Oh look, there’s your baby!” she squealed in excitement, I looked at the screen and to be honest my eyes filled with tears that was mine. That was my baby. The baby I was going to carry for the next 2 months. My baby.

I grabbed onto Reese’s shoulder as a smile took over his face. He was just as happy as I was.

But soon, a serious expression overcame her face as she got closer to the screen. Wiping away her smile she turned to us clearing her throat. “There seems to be a problem with this pregnancy.” she said.

Reese’s smile dropped as my hold on him got tighter. Nothing going to happen, nothing. I muttered in my mind.

Reese glanced towards me and then the doctor. “What’s wrong?” he questioned; voice turned dark.

“This pregnancy is very risky to carry out alpha. If the Luna gives birth, there is a chance she could die or she could give birth to a still born child. On top of that her placenta isn’t sitting right,” she said. “I’m sorry.” she added.

“I’m sure there is something that can be done, right doctor?” I questioned, “Right?” I asked again looking at Reese.

Reese turned to the doctor expressionlessly, “Doctor, there has to be some way,” he said.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“If you asked for my opinion, I would suggest a termination of this pregnancy, I’m sorry,” She said.

No ‘sorry’ could stop the tears from rolling out of my eyes. Why was this happening?

“Is there anything else? I mean, anything we can do to continue the pregnancy. I am sure there is a way,” Reese Said desperately.

The doctor shook her head in denial “I’m sorry, but there is a small chance both mother and child will be fine.” she said. “I’ll leave you alone to decide.” she says as she stood up and walked off.

I looked at Reese as he stated at the ground in a hard glare. “Reese-” I began but he cut me off.

“Not now Colleen. I’m really not in the greatest of moods and don’t you dare try and blame yourself for something you can’t control.” he said in a hard tone. “Give the baby up.” he said making me freeze.

“What?” I whispered in shock. He didn’t, he wouldn’t.

“Terminate the pregnancy, Colleen” he said. I looked at him like he was insane.

“No.” I denied.

“Don’t do this Colleen, don’t carry it out, don’t allow me to see our child Stillborn, please!” he yelled in anger.

“I refuse Reese! No! I don’t want to give up that chance if my baby going to live. As risky as this pregnancy is, I am not Going to Rob my child of that little chance of life.” I said as tears rolled out of my eyes.

Reese walked up to me and carried my tears away. “I know you want the baby, but please Colleen don’t do this to me, don’t do this to yourself, please, we can always try for another one, but please don’t carry this out.”

“what are you afraid of?” I questioned him with narrowed eyes.

He kept silent and looked away. I grabbed his face and made him face me looking directly in my eyes. “tell me Reese, what are you afraid of?” I asked yet again.

“I’m afraid You’re going to break, Colleen. I’m afraid you won’t make it, I’m afraid you’re not going to get over the shock of losing a child, I’m afraid….” he pulled back. “I need some air.” he said as he walked out.

I couldn’t answer of reply to what he had said before he left and even if he stayed, I wouldn’t know what to say.

I felt a kick on my tummy, and I smiled. I wasn’t giving up my baby. I was to have it and he or she was going to get a chance if life, even if I wasn’t going to be in it.