I woke to the sound of beeping and to the foul stench of disinfectant and bleach. Great I was in the pack hospital. I tried to move but my body felt insanely heavy and all the cords that were attached to me made movement a task in itself.

My door swung open and in walked Dr Grey. She was a tall brunette, of slim build and in her 40s. She was one of the packs most respected doctors “Well hello there, sleeping beauty. My Luna finally awakens after a two-week nap.”

“What happened” I croak out.

“Your wolf couldn’t take the stress of the events surrounding your mate that’s why your body shut down. Everyone has been worried. You need more rest and plenty of sleep. Try to eat something as well. How are you feeling anyway? she asked.

“Broken. He was mine; I was his” I replied.

"I know sweetness, but if it makes you feel any better, because she is not his fated mate the pregnancy won't last long and the fact that the mate pull will result in his wolf losing control and claiming you as his will also terminate her pregnancy.”

“How do you know?” I asked

“Sweetie if you've forgotten I'm actually a doctor, I know these things. Trust me as far as I'm concerned, you’re my next Luna not her!"

“Thank you, I guess but I don’t think I can forgive him.” I murmur.

“How is Ella doing?”

“She is tucked up in the back of my mind not responding.”

“Give her some time, she is going through enough right now.”

I am a white wolf, with a black spot on my forehead, my wolf's eyes are yellow. Being a white wolf means I can run faster than any other wolf, my eye sight is a lot sharper, and I have the ability to heal other wolfs. I'm also of Beta blood. My dad being the current Beta of our pack, the black wolf pack. As I'm an only child the Beta position gets handed to me once Damon takes over. If you're wondering how come I never went to Beta training that’s because dad and Alpha Black decided I should stay here and train with them as white wolves are rare. They wanted to keep me safe.

Dr Grey hands me a glass of water, which I greedily drink while she empties a syringe of sleeping medication through my drip line. I hand her back the empty glass when she was finished. “Get some more rest” she says to me on her way out and closes the door behind her.

Not knowing what the future has in store for me anymore or what's going to happen next, I bury myself deep under the thin cotton blanket and cry myself to sleep.

I woke up 6 hours later, to the fading smell of mint and chocolate. I feel hot anger burning through me. My wolf doing excited circles in my head pleased that her mate had been nearby. Goddess, I hurt, I am breaking apart. Why can't he just stay away.

“Mate loves us. Mate wants us.” chimes Ella in my head. “Mate needs to protect his pup though; he can't be with us just yet.” continued Ella as she whimpered.

(An Alpha male will go to extreme lengths to keep their unborn pup safe even if it involves him killing.)

“How would you know that?” I ask.

“His wolf (Edmund) told me” Ella replied “Damon loves you and is really sorry for what has happened. He just needs you to give him the chance to speak to you and find out where to go from here. He doesn’t want you to reject him or vice versa.”

“He should have thought about that before he let lust take control of his brain” I scoffed.

“Mate did not know we were his, and he still doesn’t know what made him loose control. He can’t remember. Pease Phoebe we need our mate” cried Ella.

I turn my head gazing out the window watching as the rain droplets ran down the glass. Thoughts running havoc around my head. I seriously don’t understand how I can forgive him or be with him, what about his pup, his alpha wolf will protect it at all costs am I meant to sit back and watch him play happy families? where do I fit into all this? Maybe its best if we do both reject each other I thought. But first I knew deep down that we needed to speak with one another.

My hospital door swung open with a loud bang as it hit the wall behind it, and in walked Jacob. I tried to sit up but quickly failed as the machine beside me started beeping flat out.

“Two weeks baby doll I've waited for you to wake up” yelled my other best friend. “Seriously get your butt out of this bed and go get your man from that blonde bimbo. But shower first, doll you absolutely stink.”

Jacob was 6’2 slim build, wavy short brown hair, green eyes and loved to play pranks on everyone. Under his playful exterior Jacob had a mean streak he could become down right vicious and cruel in a blink of an eye when he needed to. I swear do not get on his bad side, he would most likely blow you up.

All the females in the pack loved him and wanted him as their mate but I knew he was only waiting for his fated mate. Jacob thought more of me as a sister then a female friend.

I glanced up into his big green eyes, “don’t look at me like that” I said.

He frowned at me “I'm confused, Like what?”

“Like everyone else who sees me looks at me, with pity. Don’t feel sorry for me, Jacob.” I felt a tear slide down my cheek, I didn’t think I could cry anymore tears.... but I’m guessing there will always be plenty more.

Jacob sighed, stepping closer to the bed and grabbing my right hand and putting it between his large ones “I will never pity you Phoebe. I am really so angry at Damon for doing this to you. I still can't figure out how he can't remember sleeping with her. It's so hard not to tear him to pieces each time I look at him. Instead of being happy with you, now he has to live with his consequences.

My eyes became blurry again, “Thank you” I said as he gathered me up in his arms for a quick hug. “I've decided to meet with him and see what he wants, and where do we go from here.”

“Yes, I agree, but don’t give in to him so easily and make sure you beat him to a pulp if he gives you any trouble, and do what you feel is right for you even if it is you laying under him.” chuckling he gives me a quick kiss on my forehead and released me from his hold, while yanking the cords from my body “Now baby doll, get your stinking pussy in that room and shower while I run and grab you some clothes. It's time to be a bitch and have some fun it's time to party” he added.

Standing on shaky legs, I hobble in to the shower room. Looking in the mirror I gasp at my ghost like complexion, my big blue eyes the colour of the ocean looked dull and lifeless and had sunken into my sockets. My waist long light brown hair hung limply and looked greasy for the lack of not washing, not to mention it was sticking up all over the place, my face looked thinner. Great being already on the thin side, I looked and felt utter disgraced with myself. Sighing I stripped off the hospital gown and stepped under the stream of hot water. It felt blissful on my dry chaffed skin.

Twenty minutes later I emerged from the shower room dressed in light blue track pants and a black tank top with white converse shoes that Jacob had left for me outside the door. Feeling a little better I headed back to sit on the bed waiting for Jacob, actually where did he run off to? I thought.