Prompt : Addison tells Wyatt she's pregnant
Wyatt was the first to pick up on her scent. He froze mid game of tag with the werepups.
"Gotcha!" His nephew Waltz cheered. His smile fell when he didn't even acknowledge him. "Uncle Wyatt?" The small voice seemed to jar him, he shook his head and knelt down to his level with a halfhearted smile.
"Waltz, go tell your momma's I'll be back and not to follow me." He instructed. The young boy's brows furrowed with confusion and worry. Wyatt chuckled. His sister really was raising a great future alpha.
"Everything's fine, Waltz. It's just," he paused, lips tightening into a thin line before speaking again, "a friend, is visiting." Wyatt explained vaguely.
The young werewolf, though hesitant, seemed to accept his reasoning and ran off to his mothers. While Wyatt made a B-line for the entrance of the den.
Willa stood from her seat, noticing her brother rushing for the exit, her brow wrinkled in confusion. "What's wrong?" Eliza asked quietly beside her.
"I don't know. Wyatt's running off." Willa said. She took a sniff of the air, maybe there was a scent he'd caught. Her brows went up in surprise but that was the only indication to show she knew.
"Momma! Momma!" The young pup called as he bumbled up the stairs to his adoptive mothers, jumping into Eliza's lap while Willa turned to face them. "Uncle Wyatt said he'll be right back and not to follow him." Waltz mimicked his uncle humorously to the werewolf and zombie, making them chuckle. Eliza looked up at Willa.
"You don't think there's trouble, do you? Should someone go check on him?" She asked, but Willa shook her head, coming to sit beside her with their boy.
"No, just smells like Addison's come to visit." She informed. Eliza was stunned.
"Addison? And Zed? I haven't seen him in ages!" She asked excitedly. Willa chuckled.
"No. No Zed. Just an Addison." She teased. Eliza pouted but then her brows furrowed in confusion.
"Why would Addison be here without Zed?" She wondered aloud.
"I'm sure we'll get a full rundown when Wyatt gets back." Willa shrugged as she scooted closer to pull her little family in for a tight hug.
It was a shock that she just showed up to the den. A million thoughts running through his mind as soon as he caught sight of her, sitting alone on a rock just outside of his home. The zombie she'd chosen all those years ago nowhere to be found.
Why would she come here without him? But his smell was on her, he realized now that he was close enough. Maybe they had a fight? Maybe she finally changed her mind? Maybe she was finally coming back to him? His heart fluttered in his chest.
There was no one who could compare to her. She was everything he ever wanted. But he'd respected her decision. Choosing Zed over him. If he made her happy, he'd let her go.
But she was now here. Alone. To see him.
He took a deep breath, attempting to calm his raging heart, and walked over to her. She didn't turn around to look at him when he approached, her eyes focused on the view out over the forest from her perch on the large stone. It was a clear beautiful night. His heart was still pounding in his ears when he saw the profile of her face as he came to sit beside her, half of her pure white hair tied back with a ribbon.
It had been so long since he'd last seen her and yet it felt like yesterday. She hadn't changed a bit.
"I almost forgot how beautiful it is out here." Addison sighed wistfully. Wyatt couldn't tear his eyes away from her face though.
"Yeah, beautiful." He agreed. She laughed softly under her breath, finally turning towards him with a smile. He thought his heart had stopped for a moment until it's pounding once again when she side hugged him, head resting on his fur covered shoulder.
"It's so great to see you, Wyatt. I've missed you." She admitted. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding and wrapped his arm around her tight.
"I've missed you too." He breathes.
They stay like that for a few minutes, just silently enjoying each other's company. He stared out over the forest, his arm around the girl he'd fallen in love with nearly five years ago that he never got over.
She came back to him. Even with that wretched zombie's stench all over her, she still smelled just as sweet as he remembered. Her scent was everything he dreamed about and now, that she was here, the only thing he ever wanted to smell again.
Wyatt was so happy she was back. So incredibly happy. A kind of happiness he hadn't felt in a long time. Now that she was back, he didn't want to ever let her go. There was no one else in the world who could make him feel like this. She was the one he was meant for.
"I'm sorry I haven't stayed in better contact with you." She broke the silence. The guilt and shame in her tone made his heart hurt.
"You're here now. That's all that matters." He assured. She sat up off of him and he already missed her warmth. But her smile warmed his core instead.
"That's what I love about you!" She said cheerfully. Wyatt's smile widened. She still loved him. "And why I wanted to come tell you first!" His brows knitted together.
"Tell me what?" He asked. Her eyes were sparkling, excitement radiating off of her.
"I'm pregnant!" She told him eagerly.
His world stopped.
He'd had dreams of those words before. Of a happy life with her. Starting a family of his own with her. She'd told him just like this. She was having a baby! His baby!
But this was his worst nightmare.
Her scent. It all made sense now. Zed's stench wasn't just on her. Her scent was changed because of her tainted womb. She was carrying the zombie's baby.
His blood ran cold in his veins.
She came back, after all this time, just to tell him that? To shove it in his face? That she was still blissfully happy with another man?
His face steeled, cold and emotionless. Except maybe for anger.
"That's what you came here for?" He questioned harshly. Her expression showed her shock as she blinked in confusion.
"Well, yeah! You're one of my best friends!" She tried to explain.
Wyatt scowled at her words, standing to put a little distance between them as he scrubbed a clawed hand over his face. His anger was bubbling. He was afraid of what he might do if he stayed too close. She stood as well.
"Friends." He scoffed. "A 'best friend' doesn't drop all ties for five years. Doesn't just show up out of nowhere to bring back old feelings to shoot them down, again!" His voice building with each word.
"I thought you'd be happy for us!" She shouted back, the tears glossing her eyes not going unnoticed.
"Of course you'd think that!" He spat, fangs bared and eyes glowing with an angry growl. She flinched back but he didn't even care. "You've never taken my feelings into consideration! You're too far gone into Zed-land to think of anyone else!" Another growl erupted from his throat.
Had he meant for the look of hurt to spread across her face? Or the fear of him he'd never dreamed for her to ever feel? A new war waged inside him. A war between his head and his heart. He loves her. He never wanted her to be afraid of him.
But she doesn't love him. She loves Zed. The evidence already inside her.
It was too much. All of it was too much. He took off, running deep into the forest. He had to get away. From her, from the pack, from everyone. Everything.
He needed to be alone.