Chap-5*Forced To Get Rid Off The Baby

She hadn’t said a word and left my room like she had seen a ghost. I don’t even care if she believed me or not, it just gave me a bit of satisfaction to think she won’t be able to hurt me or my child if the Alpha King himself accepts me and marks me. Nobody would know if he had marked me before getting me pregnant or after us mating, so it will be a win-win situation for us.

I didn’t do anything afterward and fell asleep right away only to wake up in the morning at my stomach growling.

‘Our baby needs food and good rest,’ Icy spoke to me when I was getting ready for breakfast.

‘I know, just two minutes,’ I replied, applying lipstick and checking my image one last time in the mirror.

‘Octavia! You can’t act like that with a baby in your womb. Your first priority should be the baby,’ she argued back again. I know I was pregnant but what do I do now? I cannot stop living so I have to take care of how I look and all.

‘The baby’s father has gone missing on us, why am I the only one suffering?’ I had been keeping myself positive all these days but now my mood swings were getting to my head.

‘You saw how she couldn’t say anything about the Alpha King’s child?’ Icy told me, trying to make me understand how important this baby is now since it’s the Alpha King’s baby.

‘I know Icy, just go and tell this to our mate,’ I ignored her growling as a response and left the room wearing denim shorts and a white knee-length shirt. I know after convincing her to have positive thoughts, I myself have backtracked. I was starving like a beast so I didn’t care about greeting anyone and jumped in my chair to start munching on the waffles.

“No greetings to your father?” thankfully, dad seemed pretty normal compared to last night.

“Hhhey dha—d!” I greeted with my mouth full, avoiding the disgusting look Roxanne was giving me for eating so much.

“No wonder you are gaining weight these days,” Roxanne commented with an eye roll and picked up an apple.

An apple?

That apple won’t even be able to fill me 1% these days.

“Babe! I have made something special for you today,” Tessa came out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand,

“Why are you tiring yourself in the kitchen, there are maids for this job,” Dad passed her a concerning smile and then cleaned the table in front of him to welcome the dish she had made.

That was the first time she has done anything like that, I wonder what was cooking in her head.

“Actually, I didn’t make it, Octavia did!” the moment she laid the plate down, the food got stuck in the wrong pipe and I began to cough.

“What is this Tessa?” dad’s voice raised as he glared at the pregnancy test in the plate.

“Dddd—add it’---,” I forced myself up on my feet and watched between them,

“She is pregnant,” Tessa was no longer passing those quirky little smiles to her mate, she looked annoyed as hell, “And she hid it from all of us,” she added to make matters worse for me.

“Is it true?” Dad lowered his face and breathed loudly, “is it true Octavia?” he asked again,

Roxanne had her mouth wide open and a little smirk in the view when watching me and her father.

“I don’t know how it happened, I w----,” I didn’t get a chance to speak my side when my father staggered up on his feet and slammed everything off the table.

“Ah!” I screamed when he lunged in my direction and slapped me to the floor.

I don’t know what was more painful, the slap or the hatred in my father’s eyes for me.

“I gave you a place in my house, in my life. I trusted you when everybody told me that a striper’s daughter will always have her genes. I ignored the rouge blood in you and this is how you repaid me?” he grasped my hair in a fist and started dragging me upstairs, “I should have kept you locked up in the room, get you a mate, and get rid of you,” he was speaking very angrily and tugging me behind him. My knees were starting to bleed as he didn’t give me a chance to be on my feet.

“Daddy plea---,” he shoved me in my room and locked the door after me, making the words stay dry in my throat, “I didn’t know, I didn’t do it on purpose,” I was sobbing on my knees, yelling till he hears me.

“Please give me a chance to exp—lain,” I begged and begged but nobody came to check up on a pregnant teen.

‘What do I do now?’ I asked Icy, who was sobbing along with me. My father had left a huge bruise on my face, the pregnancy was slowing down my healing powers too.

‘Get a hold of Silas! He needs to know his mate is pregnant with his baby and being treated unwell,’ Icy spoke as if she wasn’t aware that he had tossed us out of his car. If he really cared about the mate bond, he would have stayed and not kicked his mate out half-naked to sleep in the street.

‘He doesn’t care,’ I shook my face in my hands, drenching my palms with my tears.

‘Maybe because he too was drunk?’ once she recalled the night, I lifted my face from my hands in bewilderment, ‘Remember how wasted he was by the time we were getting dizzy?’ she made a great point, but then again, for him to wake up and kick us out meant he did not care.

‘B---,’ I was going to debate with her but the door opened and this time, it was my dad who walked inside to speak to me.

It took me a minute to push the fear of getting hit by him aside and get on my feet to speak to him, “Please! Forgive me for hurting you but I swear, I was drunk. I had no clue wh---,” damn those hiccups, I was unable to form a full sentence without taking breaks.

“Fine! Then let’s solve this issue,” My father looked my way, “I have found a solution to this mess,” the way he eyed my stomach, I bit my lip and hugged myself.

He looked away from me as my sight disgusted him and announced, “We are getting rid of this bastar*!”