179 We Meet Again

And waited… 

She clasped her head in her hands. She didn't know that even though the chances of her getting pregnant were less than zero, the anxiety would be so much. She looked at the stick and she gasped. In front of her eyes, one line appeared. She stared at that one line for some time. Does that mean she was pregnant? She grabbed the pregnancy kit and read the instructions. Nah, she wasn't pregnant. Her hopes dashed and she closed her eyes. 'What were you thinking Dawn?' she thought. She didn't know why but her heart sank. Her limbs became limp. She chuckled, pitying herself. 

With a sigh she picked up the stick to throw it when from the corner of her eyes, she saw a second faint line appear next to the first one. She frowned and brought the stick close to her eyes as if to confirm that she was imagining the second line. What did that mean? 

Two lines indicate positive results.

Those were the clear instructions. But there was a warning – you may like to use the kit again to confirm. However, it is necessary to consult a medical practitioner. 

Dawn's mouth fell open with shock. 

"What the hell?" she said. "I am pregnant?" Her skin tingled. Blood rushed to her brain and she sat on the edge of the tub to balance herself. 

She grabbed another kit and tore it to use it. This couldn't be possible – her mind screamed, but her heart wanted to counter her mind. Had she gone against the very nature? It showed the same results and Dawn wanted to cry. She was so overwhelmed. She touched her temple as she closed her eyes and she choked with tears. In a quaking voice, she muttered, "I am pregnant. I am pregnant with Daryn's baby." She closed her mouth with her palm and let out an uncontrollable cry. Her frame sagged. She shook her head repeatedly when she remembered how she had not believed Daryn's instincts. "I love you Daryn," she said as she hugged herself. "We are going to have a baby." 

Dawn rose to her feet and held the two sticks firmly in her hand. After throwing the empty kits in the bin, she came out and looked around to find her phone. She had to call Daryn now. Tears were flowing out of her eyes unbridled. She picked up the phone with shaking fingers. Through her blurry vision, she managed to go to the favorites and pressed her husband's number. The call went through but he didn't pick up. She tried again and again he didn't pick up. 

Outside the skies had become darker and the night was falling soon. Where was Daryn? She so wanted him to be there, to share her happiness. Suddenly she heard the door of the main hall open. "Daryn!" she called out loud. She ran to meet him, opening the door of the living room with a bang. 

"Daryn—" she stopped mid-sentence as her face paled. The man standing in front of her was Azura. He had the strangest smile on his face and looked like a maniac. 

Dawn's body froze as she stared at him with eyes wide with fear. Adrenaline gushed through her and her heart accelerated as though it was about to explode. Her body wanted to run to the hills or to get the next available weapon in her hand, but instead she remained rooted to her spot. She closed her palms in tight fists to stop them from shaking. "What are you doing here?" she asked, collecting her thoughts. 

"Hello Dawn," he said softly. "We meet again." He sized her up with his lusty eyes. "You look pale. I knew he wasn't feeding you well." Slowly, he started to walk towards her. "I have come to take you with me darling."

"You've gone insane! Get out of my house!" she said in a low threatening voice, masking her fear. Then she looked over her shoulder and raised her voice, "Mrs. Rozero!" 

Azura chuckled. "Don't bother to call her. My men have drugged and stashed the duo in the basement. They can't hear you." His hands went to the back of his jeans and he withdrew a gun from there. 

His men? Her body felt hot and sweat started to trickle down her spine. She gripped the side of her skirt tightly. All at once everything was silent in the house. Her breath quickened. "Azura, you are not needed here, so get out," she said again and opened her mind link to search for Daryn or for anyone who was in close vicinity. If she wanted she would have leapt over him and fought with him like the werewolf she was, but not now. She had just come to know that she was pregnant. This was the only opportunity God had given her. How could she let it go? "Daryn is going to kill you." Where was he?

Azura looked at her like a predator. His grey eyes were full of contempt. He came near her and sniffed. Inhaling her scent he closed his eyes and said, "God, I missed you, Dawn." He circled her and smelled her again leaning his body in her direction. "Wait, what is this different smell?" He sniffed her again as his finger sat on the trigger. 

Dawn stiffened. She shouted through her mental link, 'Daryn, where are you? Azura is here!' 

No response. 

"Don't tell me you are pregnant?" said Azura with utter shock in his eyes. "That's strange." 

"The only thing that is strange is you, Azura. So get the fuck out of here!" Dawn said in a menacing voice. "Don't let my Alpha and other pure-bloods kill you!" 

"Pure-bloods?" Azura roared with laughter. "That word seems so sick from the mouth of a neotide." He raised his gun and put it beneath her chin. Forcing to raise her face, he grated, "Even if you are pregnant, I am okay." His eyes gazed at her lips for a long time. "I have come to take you, baby. I am going to keep you away from these pure bloods forever. You see you are mine. Daryn stole you from me. I thought I had lost you forever, when hope came in the form of Lily Wyatt. She wants you dead and she doesn't care who all dies around you. So my dear, you will die for the world, but not for me. I will stash you in a safe place where only I will have access to my pretty Dawn." There was madness in his eyes. 

The cold metal dug in her flesh. Dawn's eyes became wide, not with fear, but with shock. Lily Wyatt had broken all the records of stooping low. 

Azura put the gun on her tummy. "If you want to continue with the pregnancy, come with me. Or I won't have qualms about shooting that sick thing in your stomach."