Chapter Five

KATHY

The first thing I registered as I came to was the hushed whispers of my mate.

He sounded furious and I felt my stomach tighten in apprehension.

I fought the urge to open my eyes to see who he was conversing with– the voice sounded somewhat familiar– and tried to focus on what they were talking about.

“I can't believe she's a whore. Pregnant?!! Looks really can be deceiving. You'd never believe such a sweet innocent face could be so so…..”

“I should have known but I was so lost in my passion for her. The Luna is supposed to be pure, virginal, untouched. It's how it has always been.”

I heard my mate let out a groan of frustration and for a moment I wondered who the hell they were talking about.

Definitely not me. I was in denial.

“You should have seen how shocked I was when the result of the test came out.”

“I thought there must had been some kind of mistake and I ran the test two more times.”

“I watched Kathy grow up. You know….. she always seemed like she had a good head on her shoulder, quite unlike most of her mates”.

“But I guess it's true what they say about the quiet ones who look so innocent; they're the most rotten.”

I opened my eyes in time to see the Pack Doctor, Kendrick, Rosa's dad, who also happened to be a friend of my late father, widen his eyes at his careless words.

“You must forgive me Bryson. I didn't mean to refer to your mate as rotten”.

I watched in a quiet mixture of disbelief and confusion as Bryson's eyes darkened in anger.

“She is no mate of mine.”

Kendrick's sharp intake of breath at the alpha's declaration mirrored mine.

They both turned to regard me. I saw disgust in my mate's eyes and a wave of nausea hit me hard.

I got off the bed and ran straight into the bathroom.

Bending over the toilet bowl I threw up the little I had had for breakfast.

I walked back slowly into the room trying to clear the dizziness that plagued me.

Bryson flared his nostrils in irritation as I stood right in front of him.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I should be asking you that Kathy. Who's the father because it sure as hell isn't me?"

I bit back the urge to burst into tears and said calmly, "What do you mean? You're the only man I've been with."

"I…"

"Liar"

The hate in his eyes was like a physical blow and I felt myself sway at the force of it.

"You're just a deceitful slut."

"Bryson how could you say that to me." I sobbed.

"How can you be so sure that you're not the father?"

"Is it because we…. we made love just once?"

"We can run a test to prove that you're the father Bryson."

Kendrick cleared his throat loudly and looked at Bryson as though seeking his permission to speak.

"Kathy, Bryson cannot father a child."

"What?" I muttered in disbelief not sure I had heard him correctly.

He took a deep breath and glanced apologetically at my mate.

"Our alpha is impotent." He said with the patience of one speaking to a child.

I looked my mate in the eye, saw the painful truth written all over his expression and shook my head in disbelief.

"How? There must have been some kind of mistake or something."

"You don't look infertile." I added foolishly.

I grabbed his arms. "We must run some more tests. There's definitely a mix up somewhere." I said fiercely.

"Scientific tests do not lie Kathy." Kendrick said softly.

I rested my head on my mate's hard chest and sobbed. "I'm telling the truth."

He shrugged out of my grasp and I gasped at the coldness in his eyes.

"I, Bryson, reject you, Kathy, as my mate."

The pain of his rejection brought me to my knees and I wrapped my arms around my belly in grief.

I turned my head to watch as my alpha walked out of the room without sparing me a second glance.

Kendrick stopped to give me an apologetic look before shutting the door firmly behind him.

I sobbed until I had no more tears left to shed and mindlessly moved my things out of the room.

A guard was already waiting outside to help get me back home.

"How sweet of you Bryson." I thought sarcastically.

Thankfully the guard took in my distress without comment.

Downstairs, Rosa was sitting on one of the plush sofas in the tastefully designed living room.

She took in the sight of me and smirked. Unfortunately, she wasn't going to let me get off so easily.

"Thank the goddess your mom is not alive to see what a disappointment you turned out to be."

"You've always acted as though you were better than everyone else with your annoying miss-goody-two-shoes attitude."

"Who would've thought you are just a cheap slut."

She gave a mirthless laugh.

"To think of the fact that my mom was always comparing and wanting me to be like you, act like you……?"

"She'd be so disappointed."

Her words cut through me like a knife but still I remained silent.

She moved closer to me, so close I could see the faint dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose.

"If I were you I'd just disappear. Or I'd just kill myself. Because no one will ever want you now."

She placed a kiss on both cheeks and sashayed out of the living room.

I clenched my fists, took a deep breath and turned to the guard who had suddenly found his shoes interesting.

"Take me home now!!!”