Mathilda
"Mathilda, hold on tight. Hold on tight!" It's James, running around, with me in his arms like a crazed man. I so wish it was Cahill doing this and not him, unfortunately, I haven't seen him since I ran out on him yesterday evening.
The pain in my all is excruciating to even think straight. I've never experienced such before. Can it be that I'm about to lose my baby? God, no!
Where is this pain coming from? Not as if I am sick or something. I just pray in my heart that I am not about to have a miscarriage because this is me and Cahill's first child. I don't even know the sex of the baby but I can feel it within my wolf that it's a boy.
"Move! Move, move! Out of the way!" My husband's half-brother yells at the servants as he ascends the stairs.
I just returned to the Nolan's Mansion yesterday and now I am having this kind of earth-shattering pain? Something doesn't seem right at all.
