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Rising of a feeble mate
Rising of a feeble mate
Author: Jason

Chapter 1

Author: Jason
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-18 02:31:01

Darkness loomed over me. It is over for me, I can't feel my body anymore. Is this death?

Amid the cold, I started sweating. I could feel again, from the moistness of my sweat to the chilling breeze. I felt a hand touching and rubbing my body hard. 

"Her heartbeat is getting stable," a female voice said from a distance. She was speaking to a man, but I couldn't hear them. 

Gradually, their voices became audible. I could hear everything sounding loudly all together. The rustling leaves were shaken by the wind, but my attention was drawn to the woman and the man talking.

"She is healing faster than expected. She needs more care because of what she has inside?"

"How?"

"It is still an early pregnancy. She needs more rest and further treatment to keep her and the baby."

Baby? Early pregnancy?

At this moment I couldn't keep my eyes shut. I opened my blurry vision, squinting to get a clear view. I moaned and twisted lightly. 

The lady moved towards me and held my shoulder, "No, don't move. You have to rest."

"What baby? Who is pregnant?"

She gave me a confused look and then turned to the man standing behind her. Then she turned back to me and smiled mildly. 

"Congratulations, my child. You are three weeks pregnant," she said. 

"Pregnant? How?" I began to panic, and my heart raced again. My head began to feel lighter, and my eyes revolved around the sky. That was how I blacked out. 

I wish my life would end at that spot. Before the Alpha who broke my heart, rejected and humiliated me, I had never known any man. Knowing that I was pregnant a few weeks after I left the Moonskin pack felt like a sharp claw clenching my heart. 

The next day I was fully strong. I went to the nurse; seeking her attention was the first thing on my mind. 

"Hey... You are up. Have you eaten anything today?" 

"I want this child out." 

The nurse paused for a moment. She walked close to me and held my hands, "Wait, are you for real? Why do you want the baby out?"

"I don't want it. I just want it out!" I sniffed, tears gathered all over my eyes. 

"I know, some ladies don't want to be mothers, but are you sure you want this? Do you know who the father is?"

"Of course, I do."

"Do you know about it?"

"Oh, come on! You ask too many questions, you're not my mother. Just give me the abortion herbs and let me get rid of it." 

"Okay, okay." She went to the shelf and brought out a small bottle. "Mix it with water and take all of it. It will be painful, and cause some bleeding, but if you eat well it will only dissolve the fetus." 

As she handed it over to me she looked at me with pitiful eyes. I looked away and walked out of her tent. 

Moving towards my tent I saw a woman calling her toddler who was running away from her. The toddler fell close to me but I held her before she could get to the ground. 

She looked at my face and smiled. I was allured as I stared at her innocent eyes, and I couldn't help but smile. She giggled, revealing her little white teeth. 

Her mother got close to me and took the toddler from me. "I'm sorry, miss. She loves running around."

"You have a beautiful daughter. What's her name?" 

"Thank you. Her name is Tanya, she's my world," the woman said smiling. 

"I can see." 

We separated and I went to my tent. I sat down on the mat for close to an hour watching the bottle of the abortion herbs, my hand touched my belly and several thoughts were running through my mind. 

I want to end everything that would remind me of Alpha Aurelius. Yet, I felt myself loving that I had a child inside me. 

My tent opened and Tyrion walked in. I was startled, he was the last person I was expecting. I reached out to the bottle on the table. 

"There's no need to put it out. I've seen it, and I know what you want to use it for."

I sighed and lowered my face. He walked close to me and sat down on the ground, he exhaled. "I'm not here to judge or make you think you are trying to make a mistake putting out the baby. But, I am here to let you know that killing him won't save you from the hurt."

"You don't understand. You don't know what I've been through, so let me do what I want!" 

"I may not know, but I know that that kid has nothing to do with it. If you don't want him because you are not ready that is different, but because you think he is a product of your pain? That's where you are wrong."

"You don't..."

"I know who you are and what you've been through, Ryanna Snow," he interrupted me and I stood still in shock. I didn't tell him, or anyone my last name since I fled the Moonskin pack. 

"I know you were humiliated at the First Moon Festival by Alpha Aurelius. I may not know why, but I know you fled because of what you went through there." 

"That child will be a product of the life you will live now. Heal, and see what the child will become, but if you think you are not ready to be a mother, you can take the herbs."

"I just have to beg you, don't release your wrath on it."

He walked away, and I sat there with tears running down my cheeks. I remembered the toddler's pale pink face, and the smile on her face was right there before my eyes. I could still feel her soft skin on my hand. 

I threw away the herb and gave birth to a boy months later. Tyrion named him Casper, having my eyes, but Aurelius' hair. 

Reminding me of the monster that put him inside me.

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