บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant, I left him To His First Love: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“Leila, why are you so hellbent on making me look bad?” Carmi asks in an accusatory tone, standing above Leila where she’s lying on the bed. Three other omegas are also in the room with them, each holding a tray containing food. “It’s been three days, three days and you have refused anything but water. Do you want to starve yourself to death? The Alpha left you under my care, what will he say if he comes back to you thin and sickly.” Leila gently raises her head up to look at Carmela but she doesn’t reply, feeling terribly weak.  Has it been three days already? She didn’t even know. She cannot eat Carmela

Curtis drops Leila and he and Amanda quickly shift back into their wolf form with their backs turned to Carmela, to conceal their identity. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at the games?” Leila asks Carmela, the shock clear in her widened blue eyes and her hurried tone. Carmela scoffs. “Did you really think your pathetic plan to get away would go by me?”  “So you left the pack unrepresented and for what, to keep me a prisoner? I already gave you the power to be Luna. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted, to take back what’s rightfully yours?” Leila asks sharply, her eyes brimming with annoyance, the sound of her voice rising. “

The night was eerie and dark, the hoots of the owls sounding through the dense forest path, the trees hummed a melodic yet scary hum until the forest’s rhythm was broken by the loud painful grunt of a man. Dry blood coated every inch of his skin like a tattoo even as crimson red liquid spilled out of a wound from his torso, running down his legs who despite their tiredness refused to stop running. It was Tatum and securely clutched in his arms was a pouch and in it was a young sprout of the dry scorpion lily. Getting it wasn’t easy but it was worth it. Getting into the enemy pack and securing the herb was the easy part but because of how rare they are, they had the place boobie trapped and he was struck

“No!….” Horror fills Tatum’s voice as he rushes to the broken vial on the floor, his eyes wide in utter disbelief as he kneels above it. A sharp pain squeezes his heart as he watches the liquid spill out onto the floor, the shards of broken glass look whole compared to his broken heart. Tears tug his eyes and he blinks for the single tear drop to run down, feeling completely helpless and devastated. Why….. What does he do now?  Does he start all over again?  He scampers on his knees to the mattress

Leila stares calmly at him, but her heart is slamming against her ribcage but instead of feeling scared or upset about his psychotic plans to murder and cremate her mate, she feels her heart flush with warmth, feeling good to know he desires her this much. This is the Tatum she knows, wild and deadly when it comes to protecting what he loves. Maybe she can give him another chance? Perhaps their baby can grow up, loved and adored by its mother and father. She wriggles away from his hands and folds her arms against her chest, an angry pout on her lips. “If you won’t let me go, it’s not only me you should be telling,” she replies in a c