GLORIAāS POV
I walked down the alley leading to the mini apartment I rented with heavy heart.
My biggest goal is to have a child of my own and when I got it, my husband aborted it and now , my last chance in becoming a mother, the father is a werewolf.
I hate this life I wished I could just fly away to the realm of the meadows and enjoy myself with my baby but even if I do, my baby is no doubts a werewolf.
A tear ran down my cheek as my mind flashed to that day when a werewolf tore my parentās body apart. I was five then when I came back from school and met them kneeling before a green eyed beast begging for their lives.
The memories of that day came back freshly as the metallic smell of blood hit my nose. Mum had gestured that I hid well so none of them would see me, and in that place where I hid, I saw them getting ripped off with claws.
Recollecting that day alone is enough reason to hate those damned beasts but now that the child inside of me is one, I think my fate is sealed.
If the father was a normal werewolf, I could have gave it some considerations, but No! Damian Moon is nemesis. I cant have my child have such a pathetic father.
āGloria, this child must not grow up as a beastā I said to myself with determination and rubbed my stomach. āBaby, I donāt care what you are, but I will make sure you are not as heartless as your father, I will make sure you are humanā
Just a left turn towards the apartment, a black minivan suddenly appeared from nowhere and swirled past me almost sending me to my feet.
I was about to cuss at whoever the driver was when I felt a hand yank me from the back and before I could know it, I was in the midst of masked men.
Fear gripped my heart, I donāt know what to say I could only shake in fright, what if these people are werewolves too?
āPlease spare me, I am pregnantā I pleaded when none of them said anything and the curtains on the windows made it hard for me t0 know whichever direction they are taking me.
No one said anything which made me became more afraid, I faced one of them again, āMister, seems like you take the wrong person, I donāt owe any debts and I donāt offend anyone, how about you leave me here and Iāll help you find whoever you are looking for?ā
No response again, at this time, my heart is already in my mouth as I could feel it thumping loudly. Instinctively, I held my stomach, my precious baby, who knows if they have found out that I am carrying a werewolf and therefore wanted to steal it?
āYou canāt take my babyā I resorted to shouting if that is what will make them respond. āThe father of my child is a powerful man, he could have you killed in two minutesā I yelled again. Seems like Damianās name will be useful now.
Yet, no response and then BANG! I felt a metal hit my head andā¦ā¦ All black.
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My eyes opened into a luxurious room equipped with the best hospital equipments. I sit up on the bed, trying to remember what happened. Of course it doesn't take long for me to recall the masked men that abducted me into the black van.
I became alerted immediately and looked around me, and in that moment, Damian Moon entered. My suspicious and fears soared as I looked at him with fear.
"Oh youāre awake?ā He asks me, much calmer than he'd seemed at the hospital. Looking at his green eyes made me shiver down to my spine but as much as I could, I breathed heavily.
āMr Moon, Youā¦. You brought me here? I asked weakly trying to suppress my fears. "Did you have to go this far to make me abort your pup?ā
"Iām not that foolish" He assures me. "You are Jude Morettiās wife? How come you are getting inseminated and your husband is unaware of it? Didnāt he tell you that he works at my company?ā
Another fear unlocked, Jude is working under this man? Yet I never heard it from him that his boss was a werewolf. How much has he betrayed me?
"Whatever that happens between my husband and I, is none of your concern Mr Moon, If you are trying to make me abort your pup because Iām a human then Iām happy to wish you happy failure in advance. I will raise this baby as mine and made sure he doesnāt grow to become a heartless beast like
"Gloria Please" He insisted and raised his hand to stop me, āStop using that term on me! Your parents were killed by werewolves how is that any of my concern? Now listen, I've had my men run a background check on you and I know you are married to Jude Moretti, my project manager. Now the main reason for having you brought t0 me is because that same Jude Moretti asked for a leave because his wife died and that wife is none other than you! When I first met you, you have a horrible scent which doesnāt seems like that of a human or a beast, which leaves me with one option, are you a ghost? Tell me everything about it and Iāll spare youā
"That's insane!" I hiss. Jude have the nerve to even announce my death because no family member would ask of me? And now this horrible man is saying I have some kind of scent that is awful? āScent or not, I donāt know anything about it. Jude and I are divorced, so its your choice to believe his lie or not. But about this baby, I am not giving it to you!ā
"I don't want to hear your pathetic story!ā He answers harshly. "I am not talking about the baby here, I am asking, what are you? A ghost or what? I cant have my pup carried by some random being human or notā
"We don't even know that it's your child!" I canāt help but remind him harshly too, "Maybe it isn't..." I have to give myself a shake before I can continue. "Maybe it isn't human, but that doesn't mean it's yours."
"The pup is mine Gloria stop changing the topic!" Damian Moon snarled, making me tremble with instinctive fear. "I can smell it, I can sense my bloodline in your womb."
I can only gape at him. He can smell it? Sense his bloodline? It's like I've left reality and entered a different universe. "This is crazy." I can feel myself sliding back into denial. "Yours or not, I will not succumb to raising my baby as a werewolf!ā
āCan you raise the child alone? I heard youāre jobless?ā
"I don't want you to give me anything" I growl, "I want you to stop calling my baby your motherfucking pup!ā
His eyes flash dangerously and he laughed, "That's not going to happen. Did you even wonder why someone like me is giving semen sample?ā
āNot my motherfucking concernā I rolled my eyes.
āI am an Alpha touched by the goddess, either you accept your fate and letās raise this child together or you abort it! A royal doesnāt live in a shabby place!ā he insisted stubbornly.
This statement is really scary I must say. An Alpha touched by the goddess doesnāt seem to be an ordinary wolf. Seeing him growling at me like this, makes me fear for my babyās safety.
How can I live with him when Iām afraid of him and how can I abort this baby when itās the last hope of my motherhood?
āYou're carrying Alpha Damian Moonās pup get that into your brain woman!ā He said again.
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