A/N: Just a drabble.
"You fucking bastard."
"Leah, you know what happened. How many times do I have to explain myself?" he begged painfully as he gazed into her angry eyes, wanting to allieviate her pain. He went to seek her out to break the news to her first. He didn't want her to get a nasty and painful shock the next time she phased. Emily was pregnant. His heart had churned when he saw the shock stab her, her eyes watered and her mouth had opened, giving her a grief-stricken look.
And suddenly she punched him. He felt the pain register in his left cheek. It hurt. She was a werewolf also and had enough strenght to make him feel the punch. She turned on her heel as she stomped angrily into the trees.
Before being enveloped into the impregnable darkness she called out.
"And no, I won't be its fucking godmother."
A/N: Because you know that Emily will ask Leah to be the godmother.