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The Forgotten Mate 4.

The Baby.

Months had passed since that fateful night, and yet the memory of the mysterious man lingered within the depths of my mind, a bittersweet reminder of the fleeting happiness he had brought me. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the pain of my existence persisted, unyielding in its relentless grip.

An overwhelming weariness settled upon me, the weight of my suffering pushing me to the brink of surrender. My body, once strong and resilient, now felt weak and fragile. Nausea gripped my stomach, an unwelcome companion that plagued me day and night. Unable to bear it any longer, I sought the guidance of the chief maid, a woman who had shown me a semblance of kindness in this world of torment.

I approached her, my steps slow and hesitant, as if the weight of my burden were physically dragging me down. She turned her gaze towards me, concern etched upon her face. Without uttering a single word, she knew something was amiss.

"Bloom, child, what troubles you?" she asked gently, her voice a soothing balm amidst the chaos that surrounded me.

I mustered all the strength I had left to voice my fears. "I... I feel sick, weak, and... nauseous. I don't understand what's happening to me."

A flicker of realization passed through the chief maid's eyes, a fleeting moment of understanding. "Wait here, my dear. Let me fetch a healer. We need to figure out what is ailing you."

I nodded weakly, my legs trembling beneath the weight of uncertainty. Moments turned into eternity as I anxiously waited for the chief maid's return, my mind filled with a cacophony of fears and hopes, swirling together in a tumultuous dance.

Finally, the healer arrived, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. She led me to a quiet chamber, her touch gentle as she examined me. Minutes stretched into an agonizing eternity as she performed her examination, her brows furrowing with each passing moment.

The silence between us was deafening, punctuated only by the sound of my own ragged breaths. And then, finally, the healer spoke, her voice laced with a mix of surprise and caution.

"Bloom, my child, you are with child. You carry life within you," she revealed, her words crashing upon me like a tidal wave.

Pregnant. The word echoed within my mind, reverberating through my being. I tried to comprehend the weight of this revelation, the implications it held for my already tormented existence. But before I could fully grasp the enormity of this news, the world around me spun into chaos.

News of my pregnancy spread like wildfire, reaching the ears of the pack leader. And as I stood before him, my body frail and battered, the room filled with an air of hostility. The pack leader's eyes bore into mine, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.

"Who is the father of this child?" he demanded, his voice laced with venom.

I stood there, trembling and vulnerable, the weight of his gaze threatening to crush me. How could I possibly answer his question? The truth was, I had no idea who the father was. That night had been shrouded in masks and drunken haze, leaving me with no memory of the man who had momentarily brought me respite.

"I... I don't know," I stammered, my voice barely audible.

My response only seemed to enrage the pack leader further. His fury unleashed upon me like a storm, his words a torrent of cruelty. The blows rained down upon me, each strike igniting fresh pain within my already battered body. I crumbled beneath the onslaught, my spirit breaking with each blow.

But through the haze of agony, a newfound resolve took root within me. I refused to let their brutality extinguish the flame of hope that still flickered within my soul. I would protect this unborn life, this symbol of resilience amidst the darkness. No matter the cost, I would find the strength to endure.

As the blows continued to rain down upon me, I clung to the knowledge that within this suffering, a spark of defiance burned bright. And with that defiance, I vowed to protect the precious life growing within me, even if it meant enduring further torment and pain.

Chains. Cold, unforgiving chains wrapped around my wrists, binding me to my tormentors. I stood in the dimly lit room, the stench of fear and despair permeating the air. The pack leader's words echoed in my mind, his sinister intent searing through my soul like a brand.

"Get ready, Bloom," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You're going to be sold off to the highest bidder, along with the burden you carry."

My heart sank, a heavy stone dragging me deeper into the abyss of despair. The pack leader's words left no room for hope, no glimmer of reprieve. I was to be nothing more than a commodity, a means to an end for those who saw me as nothing more than a vessel for profit.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I would not give them the satisfaction of witnessing my defeat. Instead, I stood tall, my posture defiant, even as the chains weighed me down. My voice quivered with a mixture of fear and determination as I mustered the courage to speak.

"Why?" I managed to utter, my voice a mere whisper in the suffocating silence of the room. "Why do you treat me this way? I have done nothing to deserve this."

The pack leader's eyes bore into mine, devoid of any shred of compassion. His laughter rang through the room, a hollow sound that grated against my already shattered spirit.

"Deserve?" he scoffed. "You think you deserve better? You, a weak and pathetic creature, carrying a burden that serves no purpose to our pack. You are nothing but a liability, Bloom. A waste of space."

His words struck me like a dagger to the heart, each syllable cutting deeper into my already wounded soul. The weight of his disdain threatened to crush me entirely, but I refused to surrender.

"I may be weak," I replied, my voice trembling but laced with an inner strength I didn't know I possessed. "But I am still human. I still feel pain, sorrow, and hope. And no matter what you do to me, you cannot extinguish the flicker of resilience within my heart."

" You will be sold tomorrow!!!!"