The Alpha's Scorned Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

AvaOne Month LaterI stood in my bathroom alone, staring at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test. I felt literally sick to my stomach, but I wasn’t sure if it was morning sickness or the shock at finding out I was pregnant.How? How could I have let this happen? I’d had exactly three sexual partners in my entire life—I wasn’t exactly promiscuous! I didn’t deserve this. And to complicate things even further, the father of my child was apparently some sort of shifter king? As in, a werewolf. An actual, real-life werewolf.I slid my back against the cold bathroom wall and sat on the floor, the pregnancy test still gripped tightly in my hand.One night. That’s all it had been. For just one night, I’d thrown caution to the wind, acted completely out of character, and invited a hot stranger into my house. And now? The consequences of that one night were so far-reaching I couldn’t even think straight.My mind flashed back to that morning—the morning that had rocked everything I thought

Ava“So these are all werewolves?” I thought to myself.I was standing on the outskirts of what appeared to be, for all intents and purposes, a quaint little human market. It didn’t look unlike many of the markets I’d been to with my mom. Although the location was a bit odd—just off the side of the road between two towns—everything else looked pretty much the same.There were lines of assorted tables on either side, all full of market goods like jams and crafts. In fact, it was pretty unassuming, which was why most people would probably pass right by it without a second glance, I supposed.A few of the vendors eyed me as I approached. I was there out of curiosity—and fear. Ever since I’d found out I was pregnant a week ago, I’d been living in a state of semi-panic. It was one thing to come to terms with the fact that I was going to be a single mother. Hell, I could barely look after myself and my mom, so what made me think I could look after a baby? But it was another thing entirely k

AvaTwo Years LaterI wake up, groggy and disoriented. I try to open my eyes, but then I squeeze them back shut. It’s too bright. A sharp pain rips through my head, and I groan.Where the hell am I? I try to piece things together. The last thing I remember was driving home after picking Oliver up from daycare. I’d been on the brink of tears as I drove home. The daycare owner had cornered me at the door just as I was leaving—Oliver’s daycare payment was overdue, and she wanted to know when to expect payment.I stammered out some lame excuse, promising her I’d pay tomorrow. But the truth was, I had exactly $7.42 in my bank account, and payday was still five days away—not that it even mattered. That money was already accounted for between rent, food, and diapers for Oliver.I remember gripping the steering wheel as I drove home, feeling like the world was crashing down on me. I could barely breathe, and then...Oh, shit.I opened my eyes. Sure enough, I was in a hospital bed. My arm was

AvaI drove to the market like a wild woman. Sure, I should have been driving extra cautiously—I’d just been in a car accident, after all—but I was flooded with a feeling of desperation I couldn’t explain. I don’t think I could have slowed down if I wanted to.Oliver was securely in a baby seat we’d borrowed from Randy’s brother. Just like I thought, Randy had been shocked when I asked him to pick me up at the hospital. “Why didn’t you call me?” he asked. “I didn’t even know you were in an accident.”I shook my head and told him it was no big deal, but I had a bit of an emergency and needed to borrow his car. His body odor accosted my nose as we drove to his place. Had he always smelled like that—so musty and pungent?I casually tried to breathe through my mouth.After we dropped Randy off at home, I’d driven right through town. The market wasn’t really far, but it was far enough. I could feel her inside of me, this strange entity, and she was getting stronger by the minute.I didn’t

Ava“Wait! What?” I asked Leo, perplexed by his statement. What did he mean by “palace”? I paused, causing him to stop, too. “I don’t know about this, Leo,” I started, but he cut me off with a wave of his hand and a kind smile.“I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do,” Leo told me. “But at the very least, come see the palace. Rest. You look tired.”I pondered his request for a moment, turning it over in my head. Leo was right; I was tired. I felt a lot better than I had a few days ago, but I hadn’t fully recovered. Besides, what was I in a hurry to get back to—a pending eviction notice and a pile of bills I couldn’t pay?I was also curious, and my curiosity trumped my hesitation.I agreed to go with Leo to the palace.We walked for a long time through the forest, mostly in silence. My mind was still spinning, trying to process everything, and Leo seemed to sense that and gave me space. We took turns carrying Oliver. As we walked, the forest got denser and thicker. There