His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 214: The Omen

Moana

When I woke up, I found myself in a dimly lit hospital room with Edrick sleeping on my lap. I was no longer floating in a void, nor was Michael above me with a knife. Instead, I was safe and sound with my mate by my side.

But nothing felt right. That dream was too vivid to just be a machination of my own anxiety… It felt like an omen. Was Michael coming for me with that knife, or was it really all just a dream made up in my own mind?

Suddenly, Edrick must have sensed that I was awake because he jerked his head up and opened his eyes wide.

“Moana,” he whispered. He lurched forward suddenly, looking relieved, and kissed me deeply. I was comforted, but also taken aback at the same time, and when we pulled apart I gave him a puzzled look.

“What happened?” I asked quietly. My throat felt dry and cracked.

asleep for three days,” he responded, his own voice shaking. “But you’re okay. You’re okay

widen as Edrick spoke. “Edrick, I have to tell you

suddenly became rushed with nurses and doctors who began taking my vitals, checking on me, and asking me questions. The room filled with a flurry of activity,

with dark circles under his eyes, the doctor came

you and the baby are perfectly healthy,” the doctor said with a smile. “You can thank your wolf for putting you in a dormant state… And you’re lucky that you came out of it as soon as you

she do now?” Edrick asked. I noticed that he was

for the next week,” the doctor said as he scribbled furiously on his clipboard. “I’m going to send in a prescription for you for some special vitamins and some medicine

a week! I had a job to do, and I had already taken enough time off because of the whole

with a worried yet relieved look in his

of stress for someone who is still relatively early on in her pregnancy. At this point, if you don’t dial things back and stop biting off more than you can chew, you’ll jeopardize both

didn’t want to put my baby in harm’s way. I would just need to get through the next week and hope that the headmistress wouldn’t fire me for being

“But I sincerely think that you should find a therapist. I don’t know exactly what happened a few weeks ago, although I’ve heard bits and pieces. And I don’t know if that’s the only thing that has happened to you. But it’s a lot for one person to process. Combined with the pregnancy hormones, you’re setting

heard stories about women going through postpartum depression, and those stories were bad enough. Postpartum psychosis, on the other hand, turned out to be fatal more often than not without proper treatment. The things I had heard were troubling to say the very

He looked at me for a moment with pain in his eyes, but there was something else there, too. Fear. Was he afraid that I would kill

going to have you stay the rest of the night to keep an eye on your vitals, but you can leave after that,” he said, patting my ankle. “If you

and ran a hand through his disheveled hair before he turned back to face me and offered me