SAMANTHA POV "Alright, well, let's see it," Finley says the second Daniel and I step into the kitchen. I scrunch my eyebrows and give Daniel a curious look before realizing what Fin is talking about. "How do you know about that," I ask after I snap my head back in his direction and raise my hand to cover my mark. The other pack members chuckle a bit from their spots at the island, and I feel a blush building on my face. Everyone seems to be in on the same joke beside me. "Oh, come on. Shifter hearing, remember. We all heard everything, Sam. Moans.... climaxes...you name it, now show us the mark," Fin says, and I gasp before Daniel growls. "Leave her alone. She is officially your Luna. Show her some respect before I have to take you to the barn," Daniel growls before pecking my now blazing cheek. Lauren comes and puts her arm over my shoulders. She steers me towards an empty stool and sticks out her tongue at Finley along the way. Daniel moves to the fridge to

SAMANTHA POV December 13th, 1972Dear diary, I told him. I told him I am pregnant, Diary, and he shrugged. He didn't even acknowledge it. He just asked if I was ready to apologize to him. I can't believe him! He is a complete asshole. I said I wouldn't apologize for being upset about Kendall being murdered, and he walked away. I want nothing to do with him. I don't want to apologize to him. He isn't a good man, but I'm not sure how long I can hold off. I have been eating rats in wolf form, but I know it isn't enough. My babies need more. I am going to have to suck it up eventually.Hazel I shake my head as my anger continues to grow towards my dead grandfather. I knew he wasn't a good man before ever getting into Hazel's diaries, but to read first-hand accounts of just how bad he was is very eye-opening. I can honestly say I am glad my mate killed him. He didnt deserve to lead a pack, and he didn't deserve my grandmother.December 15th, 1972Dear diary,He had one of the

DANIEL POV I drag my hands down my face as I try to push past the scent of antibacterial cleaners. I have been here for hours, and they haven't told me anything. To the hospital, I'm nothing but the boyfriend. I'm not her life partner or soulmate. They don't know that according to my community, we are already married, so here I sit. Waiting! The rest of the pack gave up about an hour ago. The cleaners are just too strong for our noses. And with Lauren also being pregnant, it isn't good for her. "Fuck," I growl as my patience grows even thinner. The nurse behind the desk shoots me a "watch your mouth" kind of look, and I reward it with my own "go to hell" look. I need someone to tell me the status of my girls, and I need them to tell me now! I can't even fake pleasantries at this point. As I go to place my hands behind my head, my cell vibrates in my pocket for the thousandth time, and I sigh. I know the pack is just as worried as I am, but having to repeat that, I kno

DANIEL POV I never thought a heart could grow larger. I always thought a person's love had to be shared among the people the person cares about. But that theory was demolished the moment Sam placed our little beauty in my big hands. Just like the Grinch, as soon as my eyes locked onto hers, my heart doubled in size. "She's beautiful," I whisper, and Sam hums in agreement. "I know. I can't believe it. I can't believe I ever lived without her," Sam whispers, and I nod as our little bean yawns in my arms. My inner animal and my protective instincts stir as I watch her grow comfortable against me. "I will protect you forever, little one. You and your mother are my life. Everything I am belongs to the two of you," I whisper, and Sam squeezes my bicep. "No need to be so serious, Love," Sam says, and I look at her. "It's true. I will never be the same again. As soon as I saw you, my entire world shifted, Sam. My mind became consumed with you, followed by my heart. And now t

DANIEL POV "Okay, well, here goes," I mumble with a grin, and Samantha laughs as I push open the front door that one of the guys must have fixed. As we step in, I don't spot anyone in the living room, which surprises me. I figured they would all be waiting, ready to jump on us the second we were inside the door. "That's weird," I mumble, and Samantha looks around curiously with Angelica tucked safely in her arms. "Where are they," she asks, and I shrug before testing my nose to answer the question. "Smells like they are all...oh, I get it. Come on, love," I say with a grin as I place my hand on Samantha's lower back. "The house looks nice. Cozier with all this stuff. I love the paintings," Samantha comments as we head to the mother-in-law suite in the back of the house. "My mother and sister like to paint, so most of the work is made by them," I reply to keep her distracted. She smiles and nods as we continue, but right as we get to the door, Samanth