Chapter 347

Chapter 347:

The air in the living room grew heavy, thick with unspoken sadness.

Alice, ever the one to avoid a melancholy mood, quickly shifted gears. “Enough of this doom and gloom! Let’s get your things packed,” she said with forced cheerfulness, though her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes.

She was trying to hide it, but I could see the heartache buried behind her expression, the reluctance in the way she carried herself.

Taking a deep breath, I rose to start gathering my things. But as I stood, the room seemed to tilt, and a wave of dizziness swept over me. The edges of my vision blurred, and I felt myself teetering on the edge of consciousness.

“Makenna!”

I went completely dark as soon as I heard Alice and Lily frantically screaming out to me.

Makenna’s POV:

I had no idea how much time passed before I finally regained my senses.

As I slowly blinked my eyes open, a chorus of voices echoed around me, the words muddled, yet all focused on my condition. They seemed far away, like distant waves crashing on a shore. It wasn’t until someone called for silence that the room finally grew still, and I was able to take in my surroundings.

I found myself lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by familiar faces. The three princes, Alice, and Lily all stood by my side, their faces etched with worry. The tension in the room eased slightly when they saw I was awake, their collective sigh of relief palpable.

“How could I have just fainted like that…” I muttered, rubbing my forehead. A strange unease gnawed at me, but I couldn’t quite place it.

The doctor, standing near the window with a clipboard in hand, glanced over and asked gently, “How are you feeling now? Do you feel any discomfort?”

Confused, I shook my head. “What happened to me?” My voice was barely a whisper, laden with uncertainty.

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The doctor, who had been frowning in concentration moments before, smiled in relief. “Congratulations, Miss Dunn,” he said solemnly, his tone suddenly joyful. “You are pregnant.”

Pregnant? Was I expecting a child?

The word hit me like a bolt of lightning, turning my world upside down in an instant. My mind went blank as if someone had pulled the ground out from under me.

“You’ve been pregnant for over a month,” the doctor continued, oblivious to my shock. “You’ll need to take it easy and avoid any strenuous activities…”

His voice became little more than background noise as I struggled to process the single word that had sent my thoughts spiraling—pregnant.

My eyes drifted toward the three princes. Their faces were a portrait of mixed emotions—nervousness, expectation, and something darker, a hint of fear that lingered in the air.

“Doctor.” Clayton was the first to speak, his voice cutting through the doctor’s list of dos and don’ts. “Can you confirm who the father of the child is?”

Both Bryan and Dominic had also shifted their focus, their eyes locked on the doctor, clearly awaiting his answer with bated breath.

The doctor offered a thin smile, as though this line of questioning was all too familiar. “In a few more months, the father will be able to sense it. This is one of the unique traits among werewolves.”

The room fell into a tense silence. The princes exchanged glances, their expressions growing more serious with each passing second.

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