Adira Echo is a 21 year old Sigma Wolf, belonging to Blood Moon Pack, the Pack of Alpha King Harry Styles.
Adira's parents were Harry's Father's Delta Male and Female before he died in battle and she in labour.
Being raised by the Pack Nanny, Adira...
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𝓐𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
That night, I had a terrible nightmare.
I was in a forest, completely unfamiliar. I was running. My stomach was more bulgy, probably around my forth month of pregnancy.
I was scared, I knew that much. My lungs were starving and my legs were burning.
Against my better judgement, I slowed down, eventually stopping completely. I turned slowly, seeing the figure that was chasing me for the first time.
It was Harry.
Well, half Harry, half Hudson. As he got nearer, I could see that Harry's face wasn't all his own.
His eyes were Hudson's piercing grey. His canines were elongated and very sharp. His nails were slightly longer and more sharper.
A half shift.
The way he looked at me absolutely terrified me. It's the same look that he gave to Minerva. I attempted to reason with him.
"Harry? Baby, it's me, your Mate."
I plead, my voice coming out as a whimper. However, he doesn't waver, just continues stomping in my direction.
"Harry, please. I'm carrying your Pup, please remember!"
I panic. Still nothing. I found myself cowering as he approaches me, towering over my small frame.
As he lunges at me, I wake up in bed, sweating profusely and panting heavily.
Harry stirs from beside me and I jump slightly, still on edge from my nightmare. His hand immediately goes to my shoulder as he sits up.
"Are you okay, my love?"
He asks as I try to even out my breathing before I throw up or pass out or both.
"Nightmare."
I say and he sighs, pulling me to his chest.
Harry wouldn't hurt me or our baby... Would he?
🌙
When I woke up again, Harry was no longer beside me, his side of the bed cold, meaning he left some time ago.
With a sigh, I sat up in my bed, my stomach still in knots over my nightmare, but, I didn't feel nausous, which is one blessing.
My feet sink into the soft rug as I stand, my hand moving to my stomach as I make my way into the en-suite to pee. Another side effect of pregnancy.
When I get back into the bedroom, a tray is on the futon at the foot of the bed. I frown and walk over to it, seeing a piece of paper folded between the glass and the plate. I pick it up and Harry's scent hits me, causing me to smile. I unfold the paper.
