What measures could I take to ensure this child’s safety amidst the impending danger?
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Debra’s POV:
The more I dwelled on it, the sharper the pain in my head grew.
I was really looking forward to telling Caleb about our new baby, even more than sharing the news with Ivy.
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But I was anxious that during our mission to protect the Thorn Edge Pack, we might face danger, and my pregnancy could make me a burden to Caleb.
Another worry was, as I had just shared with Ivy, that Caleb, once he knew about the baby, would become overly cautious, prioritizing our safety, which could compromise our mission.
In a battle where our full commitment was needed, our situation might make Caleb hesitant, concerned for our well-being.
And that disturbing dream I had added to my fear that something might separate me from Caleb.
How could I get the best of both worlds? What could I do to save our pack and stop my dream from coming true?
My jaw tensed as the headache intensified, feeling like my head might burst.
But the headache didn’t last. Exhausted from travel and using my witch power, I quickly fell back into a deep sleep.
The dream came back, the same one as before.
I was a helpless, anxious spectator, watching the dream unfold with even more clarity and detail.
In the dream, after my departure, Caleb turned into a shell of himself, filled with despair. His eyes lost their sparkle, his face was expressionless and bewildered. He spent his days in the villa, drinking, neglecting his appearance, his clothes disheveled and his hair untidy, no longer carrying himself like an alpha.
“Caleb, you need to get a grip; stop this downward spiral!”
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“Debra isn’t coming back, you need to accept it.”
“Caleb, think about our pack members; they rely on you. And our children, they’re waiting for you.”
“Caleb… “
Initially, friends and family tried to reach out, hoping to talk some sense into him, to comfort and motivate him to move on. But Caleb wouldn’t listen to anyone.
It was as if he had shut himself off, locked in his grief, numbing his pain with alcohol.
“Debra… Debra will return…” He was devoid of life and continued to drink.
Bit by bit, hope faded away from everyone around him.
As time passed, Caleb’s seclusion in the villa, his grip on that parcel of land while neglecting all else, led many to depart.
Our children, Elena and Dylan, were left without Caleb’s care.
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