Ryan's POV: I was left in a daze after Timothy hung up the phone. For the past few days, I'd been feeling down because Yura had been avoiding me, but I never imagined I'd find out from Timothy that she was pregnant. I could still remember that night at the hotel. It was Yura's first time, so ... The shock quickly gave way to a rush of joy, disbelief, and an overwhelming sense of hope that maybe, just maybe, my dreams were about to come true. I hastily threw on my coat and rushed to the hospital, barely pausing to acknowledge Rosaline standing by the door as I practically charged into the room. "Yu ... Yura, you're pregnant?" My voice startled her, and she blinked at me in disbelief, her fingers nervously gripping the edge of the bed. "Why are you here?" I moved closer, sat beside her, and gently took her hand, which rested outside the blankets. "Timothy called me ... He told me about the pregnancy, and I rushed over. This is huge—why didn't you tell me yourself?" Yura's eyes dropped, disappointment clear on her face as she turned her head slightly. She slowly pulled her hand away from mine. "So he told you ... I just found out, too. Honestly, I wasn't ready for this. I don't know how to be a mother ... " I paused, trying to gather my thoughts before pulling my hand back, but I quickly found my resolve. Since Yura was pregnant, I knew I had to take responsibility. "I didn't expect to become a father so soon, either, but don't worry. You're pregnant now, and I'll be here for you and the baby. I'll marry you, and you'll be the Luna of our Storm Pack." Yura tensed up, her gaze even more distant. "No ... " She shook her head, taking a deep breath as if summoning all her courage. "I'm still not ready. We don't even have a solid foundation in our relationship. I-I don't want to keep this child." I was taken aback for a moment but quickly shook my head in firm protest. "No, we can't terminate the pregnancy. I'm the father, and I have a right to be part of this decision. Besides, abortion could harm your body. Have the baby, and I'll take care of it." I spoke with determination, almost forcefully, just as Rosaline entered the room. She stepped forward and gently intervened. "Ryan, this is a huge shock for Yura. She's likely feeling overwhelmed. What happened between the two of you was just a mistake. But I understand what you're saying. You should head home for now and let her have some space to think." I looked at Rosaline, silent for a moment before nodding. "Okay ... Rosie, please talk to Yura. I'll go home for now." Rosaline's POV: After Ryan left, I turned to Yura, who was lying in bed, lost in thought. I sighed and sat down next to her. "Yura, what you said earlier was a bit harsh," I said softly, taking her hand. "But I really haven't thought it through," Yura replied, gripping the blanket tightly, her face pale. I understood Yura's shock. Finding out she was pregnant with Ryan's child so suddenly must have sent her emotions into turmoil. She hadn't had time to process what was happening, and now that it was real, she probably had no idea how to handle it. I could understand her worries, but the baby wasn't at fault. "I know you're conflicted, but the baby is innocent. They didn't ask to come into this world. You can't just turn your back on them. If you don't want to marry Ryan, we can raise the child together. Raising a child alone is common these days. "I just want you to think it over carefully. Don't make any hasty decisions, or you might regret it later." "Let me think about it," Yura replied after a long pause, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with me. Seeing her reaction, I understood, and after speaking briefly about her health, I left the room. This was Yura's choice, not mine. I had more important things to deal with. Only six days remained until the engagement Caden had arranged.