Pregnant: The Billionaire Werewolf's Claim

Sasha's Pov 

The sharp pain from the heels on my ankles was excruciating but that didn't stop me from running, skipping past a few staircases while heading up where my father and mother were waiting. 

I burst the door to the study open and my father sat behind the desk mom sitting opposite him, they halted whatever they were saying before I came in. 

Rage surged through my veins, my knuckles white as my fist clenched. 

"What am I hearing? Is it true? You want to give me to the Vitiales?" I demanded my voice raise at each question. 

"Calm down sweetie-"

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down!" I screamed at my mother. 

"Watch your tone young lady" Father warned but I had had enough. 

"Tell me if it's true, tell me if it's a lie, please..." Tears blurred my vision and I sniffled. 

"You remember what happened last week, we lost everything, Sasha, we are just here waiting for our death. And they will come for us sooner or later. I needed a strong ally and Roman Vitale was our only choice" He said and all the blood in my veins turned to ice. 

No. 

Not him, how did this happen? 

I just got back home last month, I had no idea my father was at war with his rivals. I would have stayed back in Australia. 

The rival clan had attacked almost all our warehouses, killing a lot of our men, and had made a big show of making my father look weak in the meeting with other clans who abandoned us after they heard what happened. 

Gerald Riverton was reduced to nothing. 

And just like he said the Brunswicks would come for us to finish us off. 

Why didn't I just stay in Australia with James? 

"I don't understand, why can't you just find another way! I have a life! A boyfriend who is supposed to visit next week so he can meet you and mom, how do I explain this... 

to him?" My voice betrayed me breaking at the last word. 

"You will cut ties with him, it's for the best. You know what happens if they find out you have someone else and don't even think about leaving, you are my daughter. You will lead this clan one day and you are our last hope to make things right again" He stated then started coughing profusely, mom rushed to his aid and my knees sank to the floor hitting the rug. 

But there was no pain. 

I felt numb. 

"I... I came back home to you and this is how you repay me?" I scoffed as tears streamed down my chin falling on the rug and my jeans. 

"Don't be ridiculous Sasha, your father is doing the best he can and you should know by now that he is unwell. Or don't you care about that? Have you turned so selfish that you don't even care? Is that what you learned overseas? Not to care about family?" Mom barked after giving my father some water to drink. 

"The best he can? He is going to force me to marry that fucking brute who's ten years older than me! He's a fucking monster and my own father is handing me over on a silver platter and you are saying that's the best he can do?" I asked incredulously. 

I couldn't believe it. 

They are acting like I'm the problem. 

I didn't ask for this, I never asked for any of this. I just want to live like a normal girl just like I had lived for seven years now. 

Why did I come back? 

Why did I come back to this cursed house? 

"In case you have forgotten I will remind you, you are our only child, it's your responsibility to fix things for the clan in any way you can, you do well to remember that. We've sheltered you and made you the grown woman you are today, and you wouldn't have gone to Australia without us. If you want your stupid boyfriend to live you will cooperate and help us" Mom said and I blinked back the tears in my eyes. 

"You are blackmailing me now? I'm your child for crying out loud! I didn't ask to be your only child and I didn't ask to be born in a mafia family. God knows that's why I ran after high school. I didn't want to stay in this- this-this... suffocating bloody house. Yes, that's why I said I wanted to leave the country, and look, I should have stayed away" I ranted and regretted it immediately. 

My mother's face went pale while my father glared at me. 

"You will marry Roman Vitale, whether you like it or not" He declared and I stood up from the ground lifting my chin in defiance. 

"I will do no such thing, father, over my dead body unless you want him to marry a dead body then go right ahead because I will die before I let you use me as a means to save your fallen empire" I retorted. 

He banged his fist on the desk and I shuddered but I refused to cower. 

"You ungrateful brat!" He spat in disgust. 

"I don't care what you call me, I'm not getting married to that thing. I'm in love with someone else, and nothing will stop me from leaving" I remarked picking up my purse from the rug. 

"Have it your way then" Father took his phone from the desk. 

"Send them in," He ordered. 

I was confused about what he was saying but I found out soon enough, the door behind me opened and six bulky men walked in. 

Two of them grabbed my arm pulling me away. 

"What is this? Let go of me!" I yelled, kicking and struggling but I was no match for them. 

They dragged me out of the study and I stared at my parents in horror before the door to the study c

losed. 

They want to keep me here against my will? 

What did I do to deserve this?