Chapter 17

The pregnancy was not confirmed. It was simply hormones acting up. I think it has to do with the fact that the pack curved or possibly me maturing. I'm growing in height. I'm a teenage girl. Me being a wolf obviously is not stopping my growth nor the doctor from prescribing me birth control.

I guess Paul was in the clear and my brothers were happy that I was not expecting a baby even though Shawn had gotten dreams of a child. Marcus told me that Sandra might possibly be pregnant with his child. I confronted her and she told me that the pregnancy test was negative. Shawn don't know I did. If he did then, he ain't speak no words.

I went back to living my normal life such as patrolling, hanging with friends, and visiting mom at the Forks Women's Penitentiary. That routine went on leading up into October. I made sure to support my mom and I understood that it was hate and anger rising from her crime. She was literally in the newspaper and on the news.

I didn't let it stir me away from who I am. I am Mia Grant. She is who raised me and I would not be who I am if it was not for her. I laugh running across Sam's front yard and up his porch steps while wearing my vampire cape. I knock two times before coming up. "I am here!" I happily say taking the hood off my head.

The teens seems impressed by my new look. "Wow. You really look like Shawn." Jared say from the dining table. I thank them and greet the imprints. "How is everything, Mia?" Emily ask walking out while toting a basket of muffins. "Very bloody." I whisper in a hoarse. "You answer her." Sam say. "Everything is okay, Emily. Mom is still mom. We're fighting for her to get bail." I quickly say.

"How does that work knowing she stole you?" Rachel ask seated between Kim and Paul. "The family is pained but my mother raised me to be who I am today." "Like a homewrecker?" "How am I a homewrecker? Both you and Paul are whores!" "Wow. She told you." Jacob say from the living room. "You don't use that language with Leah." Sam say.

"Leah won't trying to make a family with Paul. He's my soulmate." "Nor was Mia. That was Sam and Paul's doing. Both thought she would be a good person for Paul. He had other ideas in which he was banging Leah on a certain day." Jared say.

"He's my mate, Jared." She say back. "But, not the father." I say walking around the table and looking out of the dining window. "I thought something was following me, Sam. I think it was Derek. You know...Derek?" I casually ask. "Who is Derek?" Jacob ask. "An ex-boyfriend." She say. "Yeah. I bet. His younger brother dropped off this letter." I say taking the mail out of my shirt and walking over to her.

Paul looks at Sam. She takes the envelope. "What you doing in my house?" Jacob ask. "Going through your boxers, Jacob. You know I miss you." I say walking over to the living room. I do a twirl and take a seat next to Quil. "Well, I don't. Stay out of my house, Mia." "Whatever, Jacob. You need to learn to lock your doors. That little boy was looking around outside like he was ready to steal."

"You lock the doors?" Embry ask. "I lock the doors." "What's it say?" Sam ask. "I'm not opening, Sam." Rachel say. Paul snatch it out of her hand and rip it open. "Like a wolf on a pig." I say laughing. Quil shake his head. "I hope you didn't lie, Rachel." Emily say. "I didn't lie, Emily." She say lying.

"If you lied then you lied." Sam say. "We all know she came back cause she heard Paul found a new thang!" I yell. "Well, he has to live with that. His choices. Her choices." Jared say. Exactly, Jared. Both of them are a perfect match. "Not my kid." He say flicking the paper across the table where it lands on the floor. "I will get it." I say getting up and walking over to the letter.

I pick it up and iron it out for Sam. "Where you go, Sam?" I ask stepping back. He reads the paper. "I also want a few days off." "Why?" "Me and Tristan, Sam. He's my imprint." I softly say playing with my fingers. He folds the paper and turn to face me. "You imprinted on him?" He ask. "I will. Just taking it easy. I know he's my imprint."

"Like you knew Gomez was. The milk man. The owner of the donut shop. The list goes on, Mia." Jared say. "Jared, all part of my plan." I say watching Rachel looks at Paul. "You can move out. Mia can move in." "I'm good. Heal that egg off your face and move on. Sam, you mind if I use your truck?" I ask thumbing behind me.

Quil looks at Jacob. "Rachel ain't need to do all of this but she's selfish over Paul." He say. "And, Paul is trash. Watch how you treat people and it won't hit you in a certain way." "What we call karma." Sam say looking at Rachel. Ring! Ring! "That's Tristan." I say going into my pants pocket. I take my phone out and answer it. "Where you at?" He ask.

"Sam's house. I'm trying to get his truc-" He hangs up. "Sam, I gotta go. Tristan don't like being angry. See you!" I wave and rush out of the front door. I take myself back into the forest. The run to Tristan's house is almost twenty minutes. When I make it into his backyard, his back door opens up to Marcus. "What is this?" I ask surprised.

"Wondering why you're at his house. He's not your imprint, Mia." "He possibly is, Marcus. He imprinted on me." I say smiling. He opens the door for me. I walk into the house and go through the kitchen to reach the living room. His friends are here. "What is this?" I ask. "A personal meeting. What is this?" Arnold ask Tristan.

"We're dating." I say walking up behind couch. I lean down and kiss his cheek. "You let her trap you?" Josh ask him. "She trapped me." He say. "I surely did. I hope to have little ones running around this beautiful house." I say waving my hands around. "Little ones. You imprinted on her?" Arnold ask. "Yes." "Yes, he did."

"But, did you?" Marcus ask. "Can female wolves imprint? No clue but I am ready to imprint on him back." I say rubbing my fingers through his hair. "You got him embarrassed and angered. You caught him off guard." "We found his little secret." Arnold say. Tristan looks at him. "Did she get you?" Lincoln ask.

"What you mean by that?" "I mean you're sending dreams to Shawn. It makes me wonder that she has some type of magic spell over Tristan." He say. "Where yours at?" "Home. The last time I s-" "I will handle this." Marcus say moving him back and standing in front of me. "Look at me in the eyes." I look in his eyes. This is ridiculous.

"I don't see nothing but you never know. I'm her brother." "She's starting to look too much like Shawn." Lincoln say. "Genes. His twin sister." "Which one?" "Identical. It won't be fraternal." "We're supposed to catch a movie." I say rubbing on Tristan's chest. I lay my head on his while staring in Arnold's face.

"I'll handle this little game myself. You two go out on your date." "Thanks, Arnold." I say kissing Tristan on his cheek again. I turn his head to face me and peck his lips. Marcus rubs his face. I kiss him one more time and look at Josh. "This is not right." I shake my head. Nothing ever will be right. "Let's go." Arnold say walking to the front door.

"She's pregnant." Tristan say. He stops walking. "Mia?" Lincoln ask. I shake my head. I am not pregnant. "He's talking about my sister." Josh say. "Sister? I thought you ate your siblings to be second." "Not that way, Mia. My sister is expecting bu-" "So you used me?" I ask Tristan. "I used you." He say looking forward. I grab the dining table chair and hit him across his head with the chair. It breaks in half.

"Mia, that's enough." Marcus say pushing me back. "He ain't gonna touch me!" I yell waving my hands around. "Well, I guess this is settled." Arnold say. "Is she your imprint?" Josh ask Tristan. I grab another chair as he answers. "No." I try to throw it across the living room but Marcus snatch it out of my hand. "Paul is outside, Mia. Go." He say pushing me towards the kitchen door. "I don't want no damn Paul!"

What the hell I look like wanting Paul? "It is going to be ha-" I punch a hole in his metal fridge. "Mia, get out!" "Hell naw! I can be with Trisha. Look at this clo-" "Get outta here." He say pushing me till I'm out of the back door. He closes the door in my face. I heavily breathe out turning around to see Paul standing in the backyard.

"Sorry." "Just forget it." I say walking down the steps of the porch. I head diagonally across the yard. I'm not in any mood to deal with any of this. I just want to go home and relax. Then, I'll think about what is wrong with my life.


Tristan called me two days after the incident but I didn't respond to his phone calls. You embarrassed me in front of your friends and my brother. Not only that but your ex-girlfriend pregnant. What reason do you have to call me? His attitude is something that I won't understand. To be honest, this is the second time that I have been played by a man when it came to another woman.

It makes me think that I shouldn't be with a man but when I get a girl, it's more drama. Maybe, I'm supposed to be alone in life. Either way, my life only slowed down due to my anger. I thought I was okay till Tristan came knocking on my front door. I'm washing the dishes while Tristan is watching TV. Ring! Ring! I grab the dish towel and dry my hands before answering the phone.

"Hello." I say upset. "Why you got him in your house?" Marcus ask. "Cause I am. I am really tired of going left and right." "Cause of the men who seems to choose you. You are nothing but back-up to them." "Well, Tristan is the imprint. Paul treated me as the back-up." I say correcting him. "And, both got babies on the way. Well, Paul did. I heard."

"Well, it happens. Sam thought I was perfect. The man is trash. He can be trash with his mate. Now, do you want to talk to Tristan?" "No." He hangs up. I heavily breathes out, frustrated. I feel like I am having a heat flash. I lean up against the kitchen counter. Knock! Knock! I sigh walking out of the kitchen and to the door. I open it to Marcus, Shawn, and Lincoln.

"I know you are tired of us." He say. I slam the door in his face and head to the couch. I sit down and throw my head in my lap. The door opens back up. "I want the best for my only sister. I don't want a man to use her." "Nor do I." Shawn say. "What is going on?" Lincoln ask closing the door. "Leave me alone." I say sitting up.

"Under-" "Just leave me alone. My life is mine. I don't need nobody hovering and telling me what I can and cannot do. It is annoying and irritating. Leave me alone." "No." Shawn say. I get up and try to punch Marcus in the face but he grabs my arms and pin me back down to the couch. "Calm down. Keep yo-" "Marcus, that is enough." Lincoln say. He lets me go and I slap him across his face.

"Don't slap my brother." Shawn say standing in front of him. "Leave her alone." Lincoln say. "I'll leave her alone when I feel like it." He snidely say looking at Tristan. "Tristan is doing nothing but being my friend. Leave us alone." I say scooting into his lap. "You accept any type of attention or love. If you were being abused, you would stay." Lincoln say.

"Lincoln, shut up." "You shut up, Shawn. Lincoln is right. She'll do anything for love. Man or woman." Marcus say. I heavily breathes out standing up and trying to slap Marcus again but Shawn grabs my arms and sit me on the couch. "You're turning human. You're getting fat. I know you're pregnant and you lied."

"Well, the relationship should be ok-" Tristan gets up from the couch and walks into the kitchen, rubbing on his face. "Shawn, shut up. Ain't nobody pregnant. Will you all leave me alone?" I annoyed. The front door opens up. Sam and his crew walks in. I sigh. I swear I need to run away. Tristan looks at Paul. "You imprinted on Mia?" Sam ask.

"Yes." "No." He answers. I shake my head. I don't know why he keeps denying that he imprinted on me. "You're a big man. It's okay to have an imprint in the form of Mia but we gotta be sure. She has a habit of claiming multiple men as her imprints. You might be one." Jared explain. "Told him that. Maybe, she is." Lincoln say.

"And, the baby?" Shawn ask looking at Paul. "Not preg...I swear that you all need to leave me alone. Everybo-" "Take her to the clinic." Sam say. He walks around the men and grab my arm. He forces me to the front door. "I can't go nowhere without my ID." Ain't no hospital nor clinic is going to admit me. "Go get it." Marcus tells me. I sigh.


I groan feeling nausea hitting my stomach again. I should've ate before coming in. I open my eyes to a semi-darkened hospital room. A big cloud seems to be blocking the sun. The door opens up. "How you doing?" Marcus ask. "What happened?" I ask. I don't recall things. My mind is jumbled. "Your cervix is opened. The baby is not re-" "Paul!" I shout turning over.

Marcus steps out and he walks in. "What is going on?" I ask laying on my back. I look at the heart monitor. I wonder which one is mine. He walks over to my bed. It takes him a few seconds to open his mouth. "The ba-" "What are you...on pause?" I ask. In a situation like this, he'll rather talk like this. The door opens back up to Marcus. "I can explain. You can step out." He tells him. "Just tell her." Lincoln say in the hallway.

He steps in and closes the door. "Your cervix is open. You're 18 weeks. The baby is not viable. Strong heartbeat but the baby is coming early." He say. I see. "This is all your fault." I say looking in Paul's face. "Mia, you don't blame nob-" The door opens up to Sam. "You really want to play the blame game during a time like this?" He ask.

"Yeah. I would not be like this if you ain't decide that I was for trash. Trash who rolled out for his imprint." I snidely say. "I accept that I made a mistake. The only thing that matters is your health and the baby's." "The only thing that matters." Marcus repeats. I look in Paul's face not showing any type of emotions. The man dumped me after I decided to take a jump with him.

"Get the hell out." "He'll leav-" "All I do is pick trash. It was a mis-" "We'll discuss it later. We want th-" "Get out." I tell Paul again. "Go back to Rachel. As this problem don't concern you. Out!" I spit out. I look around for something to throw at him. "Excuse me." A white doctor say walking in toting a medical chart. Paul turns around and head out of the room. "You go back to your home with Rachel and your child! Out!" "Mia, let's calm down." He instructs. I can't calm down. This man potentially cost me a child.