003 Wella POV - No One Could Know

Wella's POV

He didn’t come home all night.

It still hurt me, but far less than when I heard him talking about me like I was disposable. I wasn’t. I was an Omega, but I was also a person with my right to my life, and my hope for my mate.

I never hated him for rejecting me, but he shouldn’t have claimed me when he never loved me.

In that I should share some responsiblity. I should have known my place. I allowed myself to be lured to the flame, so why blame the flame when the moth got burned?

It’s time for me to leave.

“Luna, are you listening?” Anna waves her hands in front of my eyes.

Anna is the most proud prentice of the pack witch, but more importantly, my only and best friend. She started learning from the pack witch since she was five, and we grew up together in the backyard of the Alpha House.

Her father is also a beta, but she had never looked down on me like the other kids from high ranked families. She only started calling me Luna when she saw how the pack members disrespected me, and she wants to turn that around by giving them a model.

How naive she is. But then again, she has always been an innocent.

I would rather her call me Wella just like before though. I d about her more than all of those people who despised me combined.

“Yes, I am,” I nod, pretending I didn’t blank out upon Alexander again, “I’ll follow all your commands, doctor.”

Anna rolls her eyes with a sigh, “Then you did NOT listen, at all! Ahhhhh! You are driving me crazy, Wella! How could you be so calm when that woman came back to snitch your husband, when you are carrying his baby?!”

“It’s not her who is snitching awa Alexander, it’s Alexander who is choosing--wait, what?!”

I frown, trying hard to catch up with my brain when Anna’s words exploded in my mind like a bomb, leaving my head buzzing and malfuctioning.

What did she say about a baby?

“You are pregnant, Wella!” Anna laughs, letting out an exaggerated grunt, “I have been talking about that for the past ten minutes! Where have you been?”

I am...pregnant?

I blink, feeling tears coming out but I can’t even pin down whether it’s tears of happiness or sorrow.

Alexander took me for his on the same day he stood up again. I thought it was just a release of overwhealming excitement, but he only wanted more after that. He came back the second day and then the third and the day after that. Only after months did he drop back to a stable schedule of three or four time a week.

But now, Ava is back, and he hasn’t touched me in two weeks.

A predatory like him wouldn’t just turn vegetarian. If he is not getting it at home, it’s because he is getting his appetite fed elsewhere.

That thought cools down the overwhealming happiness the news of the baby brought me like an ice storm--

If they are back together, then Alexander might not want this baby.

“Luna, are you alright?” Anna’s voice turns worried, and I see my own pale face in her eyes, as if I just saw a ghost.

“Please, you don’t need to call me Luna when there is no one else around,” I grip my fingers and dodge her eyes, along with her question. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to think.

“Wella, what’s wrong? You look like you are fainting right now,” Anna sees through me right away, she grabs my hand for a feel, and her wolf is pressing to the surface, ready to heal, “Pleaes talk to me, Wella. You are scaring me!”

Not scared as I am. Not yet, when she hasn’t realize what this news means.

Alexander was serious about using protection. Even when half drunk, he would stop himself and put on protection before his tip would touch me. I didn’t like, considering it’s almost impossible for an Omega to conceive by an Alpha. Our bodies are too weak to support babies from such strong bloodline. I didn’t like it because it’s a symbol of how much he doesn’t want a baby from me, whether that was for Ava, or merely for my low bloodline.

But if that was only a precaution from him before, it’s a real issue now.

Ava is back, and instanly Alexander stopped touching me. He hasn’t renounnced me, but it’s pretty much decided. I know he is mad at Ava leaving him three years ago when he needed her, but that’s not hatred. If he wanted revenge, there are so many things he could do to her, but he chose to show me off in front of her.

If he were to ask me to give up the Luna’s title, I would comply. I wouldn’t stand a chance going against him, even if I wanted to. And I don’t want to. I can’t afford to cross him, or even Ava, especially when I have only him to rely on for mother’s medical bill.

But while I can step aside, an heir can not.

Even if I don’t claim anything for my baby, its simple existance would be an issue between Alexander and Ava. And I don’t want to know what they would do about it.

“Anna, Alexander can’t know about the baby!” I snap out of it, grabbing Anna’s hand as if my life depends on it, “Please, promise me!”

He wouldn’t want the baby. More likely, he would ask me to get rid of it. Even if he would hesitate, Ava would do something.

“He wouldn’t,” Anna shakes her head vigorously, as if that would protect the baby from all my dark thoughts, “You are his fated, and your baby would be the strongest of any children he might have--”

And that’s exactly why the baby would be an issue, to them.

I look at Anna, and I see the same resolution I have in her eyes--

No one could know about this baby existing.