The pack all howled in unison after Shay and I had announced his name. Xavier. I looked from the baby to my other baby. The one who gave birth to my little baby. Each of the elders placed a gift upon our child as well as the other pack members before I give him to Shay who seemed tense. "What's wrong?" I asked him in his ear. "H-his ears and tail are gone," he frowned. I looked at our child. There certainly something wrong. Werewolf pups keep their ears and tail until at least four years old. Shay was 1/8 human, but I am full werewolf. Surely that 1/8 human didn't where off onto our child. He would be cast out of the pack and he wouldn't be really respected as an alpha with the 1/8 human. He hugged Shay gently. "We'll get him to the doctor for examination," I frowned as I picked up the wailing baby boy. "Alright everyone, enjoy the feast, we will join you shortly," I say casually before Shay and I head to find the medicine werewolf. Something was wrong. Something was way wrong.
One hour later
I was sitting in the waiting room with my mate since they wouldn't let us in while they check up on our baby. I began pacing back and forth impatiently, worried what they might say. I went to the door as it opened, revealing Dr.Wolfe, the one checking on our baby. I hug him, trying to pull myself from tears. "Mr. Timber?" I could hear sadness in the doctor's voice. "Y-yeah?" I asked nervously as Shay wheeled over to me and held my hand. "You may see your baby now, but he has to say here for tonight," they frowned. I squeeze harder on Shay's hand and he does to mine as we followed the doctor to the room our baby is staying. I couldn't help but cry more as I see our baby hooked to an IV and pale faced. Luckily, he was r sleeping rather soundly. I looked to Shay who was also crying. I hugged him and he hugged back. "We're staying here until he gets better," I tell the doctor, trying to dry my eyes but water continued to flow. The doctor simply nodded and looked at the computer. "What you find with him doctor?" I asked. "I hate giving you bad news alpha, and I hate seeing you so sad but...I have to do it. Your baby...he has cancer," I could tell the doctor had tears in his eyes. "I-is he going to die?" I asked, my heart going super fast now. I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack soon. The doctor, reassuringly shook his head. "No, he's just going to have a lot of problems as he gets older," he explained. "Uh...what kind of problems?" Shay asked. "Well.." the doctor thought for a moment.  "Here are the most likely symptoms he will have; Narcolepsy, uncontrolled bladder, asthma, temporary short-term memory loss, arthritis in his hands and feet, pathological laughing or crying, maybe even both, migraines, sudden seizures, and worst of all..." The doctor looked down. "All those are really bad," I frowned. "Your baby's going to be blind," the doctor finishes. We both gasp and cry into each other. Thinking our baby won't be able to see the beautiful things in the world.  "Our baby isn't going to be able to enjoy anything," Shay frowned. "Not true, these are only things that might happen. That doesn't mean they will," the doctor says, trying to cheer us up. "Mind if you set up the bed for us?" Shay asked, trying to get off the subject as he wipes tears from his eyes. He doctor nodded and turned the couch into a comfortable looking bed.