Something was wrong.

Terribly wrong.

She didn't feel any different.

Shouldn't she have super hearing, or a heightened sense of smell?

Shouldn't she feel like a new person?

Then why didn't she.

Why did she feel the same? Exactly the same.

….It didn't work.

With a small whimper, she sat up, looking around and hoping to be able to see better.

But she couldn't.

A small tear ran down her cheek. Was there something wrong with her? Why didn't it work?

Maybe she's not supposed to be Troy's mate. Maybe there's something wrong with her.

"Hey."

His husky voice sounded so lazy and adorable, it made her sob.

He immediately sat up, cradling her in his arms. She smelt and felt a little bit different, but she hadn't changed. His eyes widened for a moment in realization that she hadn't changed.

"I'm sorry."

He couldn't believe her words. "What? You have nothing to be sorry for."

She nodded her head, trying to keep her tears at bay. "There's something wrong with me."

He tried not to chuckle. "There's nothing wrong with you. You're perfect."

"Then why didn't I change. What's wrong with me?" She sounded so defeated, it broke his heart.

With a tentative hand, he stroked her hair, trying to comfort her. "I don't know. I don't know why it didn't work. But there's nothing wrong with you. We'll figure this out…Okay?" She didn't answer, but she needed to say it. "Okay?"

"Okay." She sniffed as he wiped the tears from her cheek.

"Don't worry." He needed her to know that everything was fine. That he didn't care. "I'll love you no matter what."

"What if I'm not your mate? What if you made a mistake? What if-"

He cut her off with a kiss. "Don't ever think that."

His voice was firm, telling her to stop panicking. She felt a little stupid for doubting it too. "I'm sorry. I'm just a little…confused."

Troy kissed her more gently this time, feeling that she's calmed down. "Me too."

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"Is everything okay?" Cassandra asked as Troy came out.

He gave her a small smile, happy to see her fully recovered. There were a few bruises, but they'd go away soon. "Yes, everything's fine."

Cassandra lowered her head submissively. "Can I see her; I'd like to thank her."

She was asking permission to enter his room, and he was reluctant to allow it. But she had just recovered from serious injuries and gotten out of a place that can be compared to hell. He didn't want to be the cause of a frown. "Go ahead."

She looked up at him a little surprised. And with a smile she passed him and entered his room.

"Gabriella?"

Gabriella turned away from the window, blinking a few times. "Oh, Cassandra. I'm so glad you're up and about."

"Please, call me Cass."

Gabriella gave her a warm smile. "I'm glad you're okay, Cass. I was worried you weren't going to make it, but then I always forget that you guys can heal so fast."

Cassandra took a step closer to her, but stopped quiet suddenly. There was a faint smell, almost unrecognizable, but it was there. She took a step closer, and it was slightly more powerful. "I…just wanted to thank you."

Gabriella breathed out a quiet laugh. "Of course. I can't even imagine what you went through, I only want to help."

As Cassandra got closer, her eyes widened. It was unmistakable. She knew it wasn't her place to say, but Gabriella is her alpha's mate. And she will serve her just as she does her alpha. And so, she must say something, or at least ask.

What if she didn't know?

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"They're starting to arrive."

Troy looked over to Ian and joined him by the window. "I had Elijah inform our insider at the police to start evacuating the humans. Damian's probably going to want to feed his army tonight."

Ian watched as a pack made its way to the hotel. They looked like they could be from California. Soon others will show up, from all over, and they'll be ready to fight.

"Two hundred and thirty eight years." Ian said with a breath. "He hasn't declared war in over two hundred years."

Troy glanced at him briefly. "You know he was waiting for my mate. He knows he can't win unless he's a hybrid."

"He wants her." Ian stated.

Troy tightened his fist. "He can't have her." His voice was calm, but his eyes were red with rage. "She's mine."

"We both know that when Damian wants something, he'll take it…I don't think I've ever seen him look at a woman the way he looks at her."

"So I've noticed." Troy didn't want to keep talking about this; it was making his blood boil.

But Ian needs to push him, because this is what Damian will do, and Troy needs to learn control. He's never had a weakness before, and if he lets it get to him, he'll act irrationally and get hurt.

"She really is one of the most amazing creatures I've ever met. I understand why Damian wants her, I really do. Not only is she beautiful, but she's smart, and caring, and her tits are so-"

Troy suddenly grabbed his throat and shoved him against the wall, creating a small hole in the wall at his head. "If you finish that sentence, I'll kill you."

Ian fought the urge to roll his eyes. "Relax tough guy, I was just trying to push your buttons."

Troy tightened his hold on Ian's neck for a second before letting go. "Don't ever bring her into this."

"She's a part of this Troy, as much as you. Damian will use her to get to you, you know that. He's going to say a lot of things, but you can't let it affect you during the battle."

Troy took a step back, running a hand through his hair. "I know. I'll handle it."

"Troy, there's going to be hundreds of werewolves here by tonight, and every single one of them is going to be counting on you. They will die for you, because they know you're the best. They will follow you because you're a great leader." Ian sees Troy as his brother, they've been through more than anyone can imagine, and to see him get hurt is something he won't be able to handle. "This is it. This is the one. It's either Damian or you. And if you die, I'm gonna have to drag your ass back from hell to kick it."

Troy chuckled lightly, knowing that Ian was only trying to help. Not many can understand them; they're the oldest of their kind, the first. And if Troy disappeared, Ian would be all alone, until Damian tried to kill him too.

"Gabriella won't be anywhere near the battle. I'm going to have Cassandra take her out of the city."

Almost as if on cue, Cassandra came out of the room and up to them. "Troy."

He turned around to her with a raised eyebrow, surprised that she would interrupt him like that. "What is it?"

She lowered her head submissively at his tone. "I think you should get in there."

Troy was gone in a flash, looking around the room for Gabriella. She was sitting on the bed, holding her stomach. "Gabi? What's wrong?"

She looked dazed. "I'm pregnant."

His stomach dropped. "What?" He wasn't sure if he heard her right.

She gave him a shy smile, hoping that he won't react too badly. "There's a baby inside me."

It was dead silent for a moment, and Gabriella was afraid that having a baby is something Troy doesn't want. She never thought about having kids, but it sounded like such a nice idea now. She could already picture a little boy with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile.

Troy suddenly picked her up and spun her around; laughing with one of the biggest smiles she's ever seen on him. "Oh my god."

She giggled, so happy that he wasn't freaking out. "You're not mad?"

He placed kisses all over her face. "Of course not. We never used condoms; I always assumed that I couldn't have children. Vampires can't produce offspring, but werewolves can. I guess since I'm a hybrid, there's a little loophole for me."

"I guess so." A happy tear fell down her cheek as he put her back down. She had been so nervous. It was still sinking in for her too.

"That's why it didn't work." She furrowed her brow at his words. "Your body wouldn't let you change with a baby inside you, especially mine."

She felt a wave of relief wash over her. "I thought there was something wrong with me."

Troy's smile fell. He placed a tender kiss on her lips, not letting her respond before pulling back and caressing her cheek with his thumb. "There's nothing wrong with you…You're perfect."

Gabriella felt another tear fall down her cheek, pooling at his thumb. "We're gonna have a baby."

Troy nodded, pressing his forehead against hers. "Yes we are."

She placed her hand on his, looking up at him. "That means you can't lose tomorrow. You're not allowed to."

He couldn't promise her that. He wanted very much to reassure her that he couldn't lose, but he'd be lying. "I know."

.

"I like Anna."

She lifted her head from his chest with a raised eyebrow. "What?"

He chuckled lightly. "The name. Anna."

"You think it's gonna be a girl?"

Troy looked down at her. "You don't"

She gave him a small smile. "It's gonna be a boy. With blue eyes, and a smirk that I know I'm gonna hate."

He shook his head. "No. It's gonna be a beautiful girl, with curly black hair, and chocolate brown eyes."

"Cassandra said she could smell that I was pregnant, that she could hear the baby's heartbeat."

Troy furrowed his brow. "You do have another smell now, but I thought that it was because of my blood…I also assumed the extra heartbeat was you because you were very nervous." He frowned when he realized he should have been the first one to know. "I never in a million years thought that I would have children. I guess I just didn't even think about the possibility."

He felt Gabriella tense up and already knew what she was going to ask. "Troy-"

"I've only been with four other girls, and I always used a condom."

She raised her head. "Only four?"

He kissed her gently, unable to resist when she bit her lip. "Three were drunken mistakes, and one was the witch that turned us into what we are now…I've been waiting so long for you, I used to think I'd never find you."

She cupped his face and gave him a soft kiss. "You know you were my first, and I wouldn't have had it any other way."

"To be honest, I don't know what I would have done if you had ever been with another guy. If it hadn't been me, I would have killed the man that took your maidenhood."

She couldn't help but chuckle at his choice of words. "My maidenhood?"

He shrugged. "Old habits die hard. Old words get mixed up with new ones. As hard as it is to imagine, I'm not perfect."

"If I don't mind the fact that you can turn into a giant wolf or drink blood, I don't think I mind if you use phrases or words from the fourteenth century."

He kissed her again. "I know, that's one of the reasons why I love you."

Gabriella clicked her tongue. "You're being cheesy again."

He rolled on top of her, grinning cheekily. "Tough cookies babe."

"Troy…" She started but stopped when his lips came down and stopped just an inch from hers.

"Yes my love?" He breathed out, no longer teasing.

Their eyes connected as they stared into the depths of the others soul. "I love you." She wished she could say it over and over again.

He placed loving kisses on her nose, forehead, cheek, neck. Not missing one spot of skin on her, until he came back up and placed a slow gentle kiss on her lips. "I love you more than anything in this world. Anything you ask of me I will do. You're the mother of my child. I will love you forever."

"Was that a line from Game of Thrones?" She asked with a tiny giggle.

He gave her a small look. "I'm opening my heart to you here."

She pulled his face down and kissed him slowly, savoring every taste and feel. "I know."

He stared down at her for a moment, wanting to memorize every bit of her. "Can you do something for me?"

Gabriella furrowed her brow. "Of course. Anything."

"Tomorrow night, I want you to leave, with Cassandra." Her mouth opened to protest almost immediately, but he didn't let her speak. "She's going to take you to our house in Vermont."

"Troy I can't-"

He cut her off. "Please." She went silent at the desperation in his voice. "I need you to go…I need to know that you'll be safe."

"But what about you? I can't just leave."

He shook his head. "I'll be fine. But I can't protect you when I'm fighting Damian."

She would have argued more if she wasn't pregnant. But now she has to think about the baby inside her. She looked down at her stomach. "Okay. I'll go."

He followed her gaze down. "We have to think about the baby now. At least one of us has to be there for her."

"Or him."

He chuckled lightly, giving her a quick peck. "Or him."

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Over the course of the next day, more and more werewolves showed up. And Troy rented the entire building for them.

And seeing that they were on the top floor, it was only fitting for them to host the party.

Troy wasn't very enthusiastic about it. He just wanted to spend his last night with Gabriella…in bed. But since he is the one leading them into battle, he knows he should be here.

The floor was filled, so there was another party happening on the floor below them, and another on the floor below that one. But the top floor was clearly the best. And everyone wanted to be up there.

There were so many werewolves. Gabriella was a little overwhelmed. She's not really the party kind of girl, and felt a little uncomfortable with so many people around. But she was with Troy. And she was going to spend every moment she could with him. This was their last night after all.

Not many approached them, but she could feel their stares. It was a little unsettling.

"Ignore it. They're just in shock." Troy said as he pulled her closer.

Gabriella nuzzled her head into his chest. "Why?"

Nathan sat down next to them, a big smile on his face, as if he wasn't even nervous about tomorrow. "Troy's a legend. Not many have seen him, only ever heard about him. Of course they're in awe of him."

Elijah took a sip of his drink, and Gabriella envied his ability to stay so calm all the time. "And you of course. The fact that you're a human, and pregnant, is also quite a shock. His scent is all over you, it's very obvious."

Troy hasn't left her side since they found out about the baby. His instinct is constantly telling him to protect her. "Don't worry, they don't mean you any harm." If any of them even thought about hurting her he'd kill them.

"I never have to be scared with you around."

He looked down at her, giving her a smug grin. "Now look who's being cheesy."

She pinched him, but snuggled more into him nonetheless. "Is this what you'd do before every battle? Party?"

"It's been a long time since we went to war, but last time we had a bonfire at our camp, it was the revolutionary war."

Gabriella lifted her head, giving him an incredulous look. "What?"

Troy chuckled at her expression. "Damian held a lot of power in Britain at the time. He was pretty much in charge. And he knew that I was in America and supported the revolution. Washington and Jefferson and Adams were good men, I wanted to help them." Gabriella's mouth gapped open at the name drop. "So Damian decided to take advantage of the situation, and waged a secret war against the werewolves while the revolution was happening, the werewolves on the United States side and the vampires on the British."

"Wow." He forgot to mention that when he was telling her about all the things he's done. He's been around for so long, of course he can't possibly tell her everything in just a month.

Austin nodded. "It was tough trying to stay out of that one. But eventually, I had to go, and when I got there I found Troy and immediately defected. I stayed there afterwards, knowing that I would be a traitor back in Brittan."

Gabriella gave him a small smile. "You got to meet Elijah not too soon after."

Austin smiled, giving the Elijah a pat on the back. "That is true."

"God you guys are old." Nathan said with a sigh as he finished the rest of his drink. "I happen to remember the time we partied hard when Troy and I heard we were being drafted."

Troy watched his army laugh and drink together. "To be honest, I'd rather us have a giant bonfire in the streets, maybe a few…Like we used to."

Gabriella looked up at him, giving him a small smile. "Then why don't you?"

He looked down at her for a moment before letting out a laugh and giving her a kiss. "You heard her boys." He said as he stood up. "Gather anything you can find."

Nathan jumped up. "Alright!"

.

They had four giant bonfires and a bunch of little ones people set up everywhere.

"Cheers." Ian said happily as he held his cup up to Troy before drowning it. "Just like old times." Gabriella watched them with a smile, kind of wishing she could have been there all those centuries ago.

There were so many of them. They took up almost three blocks.

The city had been evacuated; both Troy and Damian didn't want any humans involved in this one. Using their connections, they practically had the army evacuating people, making everyone believe there was some sort of virus or something toxic to keep everyone away. Though they both expected that this time they might be exposed to the general public. With all the technology these days it seemed almost inevitable.

She noticed Cassandra and Aiden giving their goodbyes. Seeing them together was so nice, Aiden was actually smiling. She couldn't remember ever seeing him smile. The fact that he was losing her so soon after getting her back must have hurt, but at least they were making the most of their time.

"I love you." Troy whispered into her ear from behind.

She spun around and smiled. "I love you too."

He placed his hand on her stomach, hearing their baby's heartbeat. His smile fell, replaced by a serious look. "I promise that no matter what happens you'll be okay." She furrowed her brow, a little confused. "I have more money than you can spend in nine lifetimes. I don't want you to have to work."

He's saying goodbye. He's making her leave now.

"Troy-"

He wouldn't let her cut in. "You don't have to stay in Vermont. I have places all over. You can go to France if you want…You don't ever have to worry about anything ever again…I'm also having Elijah come with you. I trust him more than anything, and he'll protect you." Forever if need be.

Cassandra is more than enough; Elijah should be there to help him. But she knew better than to argue. Not on this.

She kept in her tears, nodding. "Okay."

He caressed her cheek, kissing her gently. "Then it's time."

She turned her head to see Cassandra and Elijah waiting for her. She shook her head. "No. No, not yet."

"Damian will be here in a few hours. You need to start leaving."

A tear finally fell down her cheek. "I can't." Her heart was breaking.

He kissed her again, harder this time. "You must."

She cupped his face, keeping him to her. "Come back to me." She whispered. "Promise."

He took a breath. "I can't-"

"Promise me!" She cried out, making the people around them go silent and watch.

He wiped away one of her tears, kissing her slowly. "I promise." He whispered back to her.

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I know apologizes don't mean anything since it's been almost a year since I've updated. But I had to get a new computer, and I've been so busy with school. It's hard to find the time to write when you have four essays due and you have to study for finals and midterms.

So I'm sorry it took me so long, but the story is almost over, so you don't have to worry and get angry at me.

I can't promise that the next one will be up soon, but I'll work on it over spring break. I also want to make it really good because I'm coming to the end.

So I hope it was worth the wait, and that I didn't get too cliché.

I know I don't deserve it, but please review, I love to hear what my readers think.