Chapter 1

I was deep in my sleep when a sudden bout of nausea hit me. It made me open my eyes, wake up from the bed, and run straight to the bathroom with abrupt steps. Another strong feeling hit the base of my throat, and my hand clamped over my mouth while I ran to the bathroom. I sank in front of the bowl, trying to empty my gut. My gut scrunched, and my eyes watered, but nothing came out of my mouth. I felt something travelling up my throat, but once again, nothing came out of my mouth. How would it be? I had nothing last night. I stayed there until that feeling of vomiting was obstructed. Breathing heavily, I stood up on my weak, shaking legs. I dragged myself in front of the sink. I slowly lifted my eyes and looked at my reflection.

My eyes were puffy with unshed tears in them, and my lips cracked and dried as if I had not drank water in days. My whole face was swollen. I averted my eyes away from my reflection. I splashed some water on my face. I hissed when ice-cold water touched my already shivering body. I was having a fever. I closed my eyes and gripped the edge of the sink to stabilise my weak body. I took a deep breath to calm my heart. I've been waking up in the morning like this for the past two weeks. Every morning, a strong feeling of nausea hits me, and the very next second, I end up in front of the toilet. I try to empty my gut, but nothing comes out of my mouth. It only leaves me with an unsatisfied feeling in the pit of my stomach. This feeling has started to frustrate me. I don't know why I'm feeling like this.

It's happening because maybe you have a fever.

A voice inside my head spoke. Now she is back. It made me clench my jaw, and I ignored her. I splashed more water on my face and walked out of the room. My gaze fell on the bed, and it was empty like always. Today was no different. Once again, I woke up alone in bed. Unshead tea glinted in my eyes. He would have never been with me if the council had not pressured him. He would have never chosen me if he had had choices. That thought painfully gripped my heart. I have loved him for eight years with all my heart. Eight long, painful years, but he never even once looked in my way. Again, I was just a nobody in his eyes. Just one of the low-ranking omegas. I remember the way he looked at me with so much hate in his grey orbs.

Every time, it ended up burning my heart. I don't know why I even bothered to look at it. I averted my eyes from the bed and walked to the closet to get my clothes. I need a shower. I was all sweaty and smelly. I took a quick look. I got dressed in loose-fit jeans and an oversized hoodie. I didn't have much choice in clothes. I can count on my fingers the number of clothes I have in the closet. I huffed and walked down, only to get bombarded with the delicious smell of bacon and pancakes. My mouth watered, and my stomach made a sound. I was hungry. My eyes moved to the table, where I saw everyone seated and having breakfast. He was there, too. He knew I was there, but he didn't look my way even once and continued eating his breakfast while talking with his younger brother. Hudson notices my presence and a huge smile forms on his lips. I smiled back, and I saw how dissatisfied his brother was when I smiled at him. I saw how his jaw clenched in anger and heart.

“Come join us,” Hudson asked me with a huge smile still on his face. I was so tempted and hungry to take his invitation, but I knew my place. He would never like me to sit at the same table to eat my food. In his eyes, I'm not worth it. I wet my right lower lip and moved my head in. I averted my eyes and walked out of the house before he could stop me.

My body was still burning with fever, and I was so hungry. I bought a packed sandwich from a small shop and a bottle of juice. I sat on the empty bench, which was beside the shop, to eat. I hope it will keep me full for a day. I felt happy after eating a sandwich and juice. I stood up when my whole head was swollen. I sat back on the bend, holding my head in between both my hands. My vision became blurry because of it. I opened and closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm my wild, beating heart. It's not the first time I've felt like this. I think something is wrong with me. I should probably get myself checked before something happens to me. I have ignored this for a long time, thinking I would get better on my own, but their symptoms are getting worse and worse day by day. There is a small hospital behind the shop. When I went there, it was almost empty. It is on schedule, so not many people visit here. I remember coming here when I was a child. Soon my number came, and I told the doctor all the symptoms I had been having. She immediately sent my blood to run some tests. Once again, she called me into her office. She had a smile on her face when she saw me.

“What's wrong with me, doctor?” I asked nervously while taking my seat. But what she said next pulled the ground beneath my feet.

“All your symptoms show you could be pregnant, and now we have to wait for a few days for the result,” she said with a big smile on her face. I blinked my eyes and processed what she said.

“Pregnant,” I said while stuttering. My eyes were still fixed on her in disbelief. My one hand was unknowingly wrapped around my flat stomach. A smile formed on my lips. I'm going to be a mother. My heart beats fast. It was not confirmed, but it still made me so happy.

“Yes! Your mate will be so happy to know there could be good news,” she said with a big smile. My smile widened. Mason will be so happy to know he is going to be a father. Will he? A voice inside my head spoke, and it wiped the smile from my face. He has hated you all your life. What makes you think he will accept your child? All the things he has done to me in the past flashed in front of my open eyes. All the bullying I went through still makes my body shiver in fear. I moved my head from side to side. Even if he hates me, he will accept this child. It's his too. I'm sure he will be happy knowing I'm carrying his pup. With a new determination, I left the hospital. I went straight to his office because I knew he was there. I knocked twice before I heard a rough voice asking me to come in. I slowly opened the door and walked inside to tell him there could be good news, but my lips sealed when I found him seated behind the desk, engrossed in a file. His grey orbs were engrossed in the papers he was reading. His huge muscles were hiding behind his jacket and his angular jaw. It made a big lump form in the base of my throat. I waited for him to look up, but he never did. He knew I was standing in front of him. I knew from the way his jaw clenched.

“If you have nothing to say, then get out. I'm busy,” he said rudely, making me flinch. The excitement I had lowered while listening to his words. I swallowed hard before opening my mouth.

“I'm,” I managed to say when his cell phone started ringing. He immediately picked it up, ignoring my presence.

“What really? I'm coming now,” I heard him say, and I saw a hint of excitement in his voice. My brows furrowed. He stood up while grabbing his keys and cell phone. He walked past me as if I were not standing in the room. My heart again felt the burn. All the excitement was puffed out of me. I walked out of the house with those unshed tears lingering in my eyes. I felt so dejected by his actions. He can't even spare his five minutes to listen to me. I kept walking, lost in my thoughts. I didn't know where I was going. I don't remember how long it's been since I've been walking. My legs have started to hurt now.

“Have you heard Lilian is back in town?” I heard one of the omegas talking.

“Lilian! Alpha's ex-girlfriend,” the other omega exclaimed.

“Yes! She is back, and I heard Alpha run immediately to receive her when her flight landed,” the other person said with the same excitement. My heart started to beat in fear. It can't be true. I'm his mate. Why will he go there? I pulled out my cell phone with shaky hands and immediately called him. The call was picked up after two rings, but instead of his rough voice, a famine voice answered his call.

“Hello, who is speaking?” the person on the other side asked firmly. He has not even saved my number. Tera slides from my left eye. I immediately cut the call, and a sob left my mouth. How can he do this to me? Why is he doing this to me? More tears rushed out of my eyes. I felt immense pain inside my head, even at the thought of him being with someone else. Anxiety gripped my heart in a tight grip. I need to tell Mason what the doctor said. I waited in my room for him to come, but he never showed up. It was so late at night, but he was still in his office. I have waited a long time. I can't wait anymore. I went to his office once again to tell him. I found his office slightly ajar.

“Don't worry, Lilian, I will be there,” was his voice. It was soft and considered the opposite form of what he used on me.

“Sweetheart, please take some rest,” he said once again softly. I bit my lower lip, stopping a sob. What people were saying was true. My hands wrapped around my flat stomach. It was clear to me that I was alone in this. My whole body became numb when the door opened abruptly. His grey orbs narrowed in my way with accusing glints in his eyes.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

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