I burst awake with a start, panting like a dog. After my eyes adjusted, I find myself staring into the beady eyes of Mark. "Morning sleepin' beauty. Have a nice nap?"

"Fuck you, asshole." I snap, glaring at him. Before I know it, I'm smacked so hard that my head whips around. I taste blood in my mouth.

"You'll do good as to not speak like that to me. In case you forgot, I'm your master, and you'll do as I fucking say, or face the consequences." Mark says with such venom, I almost wince. Almost.

I am no longer afraid of Mark James.

"Come here, I must tell you something." I whisper, and he foolishly comes closer. "You'll do good as leave me and my fucking daughter alone." I snap, and before I stop myself, I thrust my head against his, knocking him out cold.

Damn I have a hard head.

I try not to focus on the shooting pain in my stomach, which from what our pack doctor said, is the start of my contractions.

Mark's two goons stare at me in shock, before charging at me. I look to my left and spot something amazing- an open window! I use the slight wind draft from the window and used it to blow the various types of hospital tools displayed on a cart into the two men. They drop to he floor. Lifting a sharp scalpel into the air, I carry it over and will it to slice the ratchet straps bounding me to this table.

Trying to ignore the pain of the contractions, which seemed to grow more and more intense by the second, I carefully slide off the bed. I wobble, my feet close to giving out, but the come through for me and keep me upright. I wobble to the open window, but almost cry out when I see that it isn't big enough for me and my baby bump.

"Help! Anyone! Help me!" I shout out the window, but no one comes. Mark groans from on the floor and I smack my head, completely forgetting he was only unconscious and not dead. Yet. He stirs, but doesn't wake. Another contraction hits, and I groan.

I look out the window again to find that it has started to rain. Perfect. All I need to do is summon a lightning strike, and I could be home free. I think about a bolt of energy striking the wall of this seemingly small stone house, turning it to crumbles. Nothing happens.

I try and try to focus, but the fear of Mark waking up was enough to keep me thinking about anything other than being caught. I close my eyes, imagining the very thing I want to happen.

'Remember, emotions can control your powers, you just have to learn to command it and use it for good.' I remember Cody telling me, and suddenly, I wasn't scared anymore.

I think about how Mark abused me for years, planning to use me to create an evil army. I think about how he made me feel like I was nothing, and that I was never gonna be good for anything. I think about how I might never get to see Blake or my sweet baby because of this asshole, and then I hear it.

Crack!

The entire house was gone, disintegrated into nothing. Mark screamed, now awake and seemingly on fire. Wonderful. I scream in joy, jumping out of the pile of ashes and dash away from the house. I try to link Blake, but the medicine was still in affect.

A giant contraction rips through my uterus, and I cry out, falling to the ground. I scream and scream, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear me. I then remember the condition I had left him in, and cry out again. He didn't even know where I was. The pain starts to take over my body, as well as the contractions, and something hits me.

I was going to die out here in the woods. Without giving birth to my child. She would die too.

I would die without seeing my mate standing next to me telling me he'll see me in the other world.

I was going to die, and no one was going to know.

As the pain once again starts to take over my consciousness, I see a giant black wolf jump through the trees. "Bl-blake?" I mumble, tears and blackness clouding my eyes. The wolf howls mournfully, his once angry expression now filled with sorrow.

He shifts, and sprints to me, tears trailing down his own face. "MADI! Baby, hold on! Please, please hold on!" He cries. He shouts orders that I couldn't comprehend to other wolves who I had failed to notice before, all of which has sad looks on their faces. Tears also streamed down their wolfish eyes. Blake started running, me in his arms. D

ying.

"Bla-ake," I cough out, my voice just barely above a whisper. "Bl-blake." He holds a finger to my mouth, a look of horror drawn on his face as he pulls it back, covered in blood.

"Don't take baby. Save your breath, please. You need to live!" He says, sobbing. I need to tell him. Another contraction hits, and I scream in agony. Blake cries out in pain as well, not being able to help me.

"Blake," I say, finally able to get his name out clearly. "Blake. I'm in labor." My consciousness is once again ripped from me.

*******

Blake's POV

"WE NEED TO FIND HER!" I scream, throwing a chair across the room. No one flinches. They're used to it already, having seen me already throw the table through the living room and punch several holes in various places throughout my parents home.

"Alpha, we've been looking for hours, there's no sign-"

"Alpha! Alpha!" A warrior runs into the room, out of breath. "We found the car she was driving just ten miles from here!" I growl, thanking the man. He beams, but I grab his neck.

"Your job is not done," I snarl, dropping him. "NONE OF YOUR JOBS ARE DONE UNTIL MY MATE IS HOME SAFE! UNDERSTOOD!" I yell, addressing the entire room. A chorus of 'yes Alpha' goes throughout the room.

"Take me to it." I say to the warrior. He nods shakily, running back out of the house and shifting. I follow him, jumping over the steps and shifting mid air. We run through the woods for what felt like hours when it could only have been minutes.

Suddenly, a powerful feeling, consisting of anger and hate, seared through my body. A giant crack, followed with a loud boom sounded through the woods, and I stop mid run.

Madi.

I full out sprint, dodging trees and bushes as I go, completely ignoring the weak barks of the warrior. I follow the echo of sound, paws pounding heavily on the damp soil. I look up into the sky and notice a large rain cloud. It seemed to be raining in only a small part of the forest, like when Madi flipped out on Whitney and I.

I run even faster, if possible, and just when I think all hope is lost, I burst into a small clearing with a girl curled up in the center.

Mate! My wolf cries, and so do I, howling with pain. I shift, running over to my poor mate, picking her up carefully. She coughs, trying saying my name over and over again.

I put my finger to her lips, trying to silence her, when my finger comes back bloody. NO! I won't let her die! Not like this. Wolves pile into the clearing, whimpering when they see their dying Luna.

"Find Mark. Follow her scent and find him. I want him alive." They all unwillingly part their eyes from their Luna and obey my order.

Madi tries saying my name again, but it comes out more like gibberish. "Don't talk baby. Save your breath, please! You need to live!" I cry, sprinting back towards the house. She screams, and I nearly die being unable to help her.

"Blake," She whispers, saying my name clearly for the first time. "Blake. I'm in labor." She says and as she muttered these last words, fell unconscious in my arms. My mouth is open in shock, and I glance at her lower half noticing something I hadn't before. She was soaked from the waist down.

I howl in agony, before shifting back into my wolf, Madi on my back. Careful not to bump her off, I once again head for the hospital. I run for minutes, and when I see the dim lights of the town, I yowl.

Several people run over to me, seeing Madi on my back, they gasp. I shift back, running Madi up to the hospital. The doctor meets me at the desk. She stares at my mate, speechless.

" DO SOMETHING! SHE'S IN LABOR!" That snaps the doc in action, and she orders two burly male nurses to come strap Madi to a gurney. When they try to take her from me however, I growl and snap at their hands, canines elongated. "You won't touch her." I growl, my wolf coming to the surface.

"Alpha, if you want us to help Madi, you need to let us wheel her into a delivery room." The doctor reasons with me, and I reluctantly let her go.

"I will be there the entire time. Understand?" I snap, and Sarah swallows hard, nodding. As we rush down the hallway, I catch my reflection in the baby room window. I gasp lowly, surprised. My eyes were glowing blue, almost translucent, my teeth sharp to a point. Fur was sprouted on my neck and face, my nose in a half snout. I looked like a monster.

I'm ripped from my thoughts when Madi suddenly screams, a loud and piercing scream. Everyone winces but doesn't stop attending to her. We reach a room, and the doctor wheels her in, shouting out orders over the screaming Madi.

Once an IV is attached to her vein, clothes are cut from her body, and her legs are propped up, the doctor takes her spot in front of her. "Okay Madi, I need you to push now. Your 10 centimeters Madi, you need to push."

Madi, however had other plans. She screams something about Mark getting the fuck away from her child, and how she needs me. Me. I snap into my mately duties. I run to her, grabbing her hand. She stops thrashing.

"Madi, Madi listen it's me, Blake! I'm here okay! I love you so much baby." I cry. Her screams turn into sobs and she cries into my chest.

Alpha, if she doesn't push soon the baby will suffocate.

The doctor links me, and I frown before nodding. "Madi, sweetheart, you need to push. Our baby is coming, you need to push." I coax her, and she starts grunting and screaming.

"I see the head!" The doctor says. Madi pushes harder, and I keep encouraging her. Finally after countless minutes of screaming, the cries of a newborn baby fill the room. "It's a girl!" A nurse wraps her in a small cotton blanket, and hands her to me.

I'm a father.

Oh my Moon Goddess, I'm a father!

I look into my sweet baby girl's squinting eyes, in love already. "As long as I live, I won't let a single thing hurt you." I promise her. She cries, cold and confused. She was also very small. Smaller than she should be.

Madi sighs in content, reality finally hitting her. "Let me see her?" She whispers, a smile on her face.

"Of course, baby." I hand her our daughter, grinning from ear to ear, completely forgetting about earlier's tragedies. Madi smiles, tears of joy down her face. I hug her and the baby, extremely happy.

"Adalynn Kristie Cole." She says quietly, and tears spring to my eyes once more at the mention of my mother's name.

Nodding happily, I hug her and my child once more.

"Adalynn Kristie Cole."