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Nora:
I walked with my hand on my back, avoiding eye contact. Every time I passed through the hallways
or left the mansion, everyone would stare and point at me, making fun of me and using me as a
cautionary tale for their young ones.
âWill I be able to go to the hospital anytime soon?â I asked Mrs. Fishers while picking up flowers with
her in the garden.
I was worried if they understood that I would need to visit a real doctor and give birth at a hospital.
âHuh? Why would you need to go to the hospital?â She acted as if she had no idea why a pregnant
girl might want to visit a hospital. They hadnât let me go for a single checkup, and I was worried
about my baby. My belly had grown so large that it felt like I was carrying not an infant, but a fullâ
grown adult.
I didnât understand what was wrong with my body. There was so much movement, and it was an
overwhelming amount. I was sure it was because I was carrying a powerful Alpha Kingâs child. But I
was still worried about the health of the baby.
âIâm pregnant.â I reminded her.
âOh, trust me, we all know that. You shouldnât be so proudly announcing it to everyone, though,â she
rolled her eyes at me and then threw the basket in my face so that she could rest while I finished her
part of the chore.
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âI will have to speak to Alpha Brody then.â Saying his name was no longer easy for me. He was
another person who had let me down. I was never dating him, so he had no reason to be angry at
me for carrying someone elseâs child. And even if he wanted to kick me out of his life,
he had every right to do so, but he had no right to chain me with an anklet and restrict my freedom.
He had treated me so badly and forgotten about me in less than two months. I had never seen him
look for me or heard that he had asked about me. His Beta would come just to remind me that I
would be fighting rogues in the mountains and participating in paid combat. every week. There
would be a huge audience betting on who would
win.
âYou shouldnât ruin his mood by appearing before him,â she said, closing her eyes as she lay under
the sun to rest.
I noticed her phone lying beside her, and something told me I needed. to tell the brothers about my
pregnancy immediately. There was no way I could give birth in this condition. My health was
declining, and my baby was probably not doing well inside me.
With their help, I might at least get some assistance in the last month. of my pregnancy. I was sure
they could help me now because I hadnât been officially adopted by their father, and after cutting ties
with me, they could easily tell their pack that they were no longer my Stepbrothers. They didnât need
to accept me or bring me back home, just inform Brody and convince him to take me to the hospital.
So, I stole her phone the moment I realized she had nodded off. I didnât remember the phone
numbers, but she had Alpha Rykerâs number saved in her contacts.
I called him, but when he didnât pick up, I decided to leave him a message.
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âHello, Iâm Nora. Ryker, Iâm pregnant and in a very bad state. Brody is not very happy with me for
some things, so heâs keeping me chained. I desperately need your help, even if you can give Brody
one call and speak to him. With a heavy heart, Iâm begging you to call him and tell him to take me to
the hospital.â
I watched as the text was read almost immediately, and hope sparked in my heart. But his response
came, shattering all my dreams.
Alpha Ryker: Not our baby, not our problem. Youâre just trying to trap me by asking for my help and
raising eyebrows at me. Weâve moved on, and you should too. Resolve this matter with your
beloved boyfriend and donât ever fucking approach any of us again. As for the hospital, give birth in
the woods, you monster.
And thatâs when I felt a little pain in my back that I had not felt before.