I woke up groggily, vaguely aware of the day before. But after some time, they came back in pieces and embarrassment threatened to overcome me. But luckily, Alexander wasn't present in the room.
The huge thick comforter brought me warmth as I looked down on myself. I was still in my undies to my relief but my head pounded and I felt a wave of nausea as I tried to stand up from the bed.
Sitting back down, my hands came up my head while I massaged my temples. I knew I shouldn't be in my panties as I felt a chill even though the windows were closed. And like before, I felt sick like before which was rare since I've gotten my wolf already.
I looked up at the clock which was just by the side of the room and I found it to be past ten already. Getting out of bed, I walked into the bathroom and washed myself with the little strength in me.
I was itching throughout while I dressed up in my favorite hoodies and slack pants. That was what I just needed for the type of mood I was in. And the itch was because I wanted to see Alexander. The memory of last night came to me while I applied a little lipgloss to my pale lips.
Smacking them together, I looked at myself in the mirror and was somehow satisfied with what I saw. I had gained more weight since the last time I checked my reflection without feeling like shit or overwhelmed with emotions.
Walking out of the room, my stomach rumbled to let me know just how hungry I was. Thinking about it, I realized I hadn't eaten since the day before in the morning.
While I walked, I couldn't help but think to myself how I would talk to Alexander about my pregnancy. Somehow, he would come to know of it eventually. But I guess I was just scared of his reaction. It was something we hadn't planned. Would he reject my baby and also have to reject me because of something that wasn't entirely my fault? Or would he dance with joy?
The thought of it made my head bang a little harder and I couldn't help but push it to the back of my mind. Although, I knew it was wrong to keep pushing back the thoughts. If Alexander learned of it and wasn't happy about it, it would be worse if he found out about it from another source.
My heart started beating while I made my way to the kitchen. I disregarded Orion's words about finding him in case I needed something. That sounded lame to me. I was a member of the pack and not a prisoner. So I could go anywhere I wanted to go.
Except the moment I turned the corner, I regretted that thought. I had been too fast to admit it to myself.
"Sophia," Dianne's mother whispered and I felt my limbs turn to lead.
She was standing in front of me, wearing a red gown that flared just at her waist and stopped at her hind legs. It was the gown I picked up for her for her birthday two years ago.
I thought standing in front of her would bring back the pain and I would bolt, humiliating myself once more. But that wasn't what happened. Instead, I felt rage.
"You have no right to call me by my name!"
"And why is that?" She smirked, wearing it so well like the emotion was part of her.
I balked my fists, "You ask me that? You killed Rudolph and pinned the blame on me while pretending to love me!" I seethed, "What did I ever do to you?"
She shrugged like she could not be bothered by my question, "Nothing. You seemed like the perfect target for it. And you fell for it so easily. I hurt you, didn't I?" She asked, a slow smile stretching her lips.
I balled my fists hard until I felt pain in my hand. I knew I had probably hurt myself with my fingernails or claws as I balled my fists hard.
"You don't have to be angry. But I guess it was for the best. Your mother had everything she needed. She was a thief as she stole everything from me," she scoffed.
"I don't understand," I asked her out of curiosity instead of the string of curses that threatened to come out of me.
"She had everything! She was just too good because she was what? A descendant of the moon goddess," she stopped and laughed and I felt another wave of rage.
"What did you do to my mother?" I asked, temporarily forgetting about my headache.
"What do you think? I am just an ordinary Werewolf. So what can I possibly do to her?"
"You knew what I was all along. Was that the reason you decided to frame me?" I stepped closer to her, my anger controlling me.
"Maybe. But you better leave this pack if you don't want Alexander to be in trouble," she smiled and I stiffened. I could take that she would go to lengths to hurt me.
But not Alexander. He had protected me while I kept on hating him foolishly. I knew he was an Alpha but that little part of me where I just couldn't help but get protective sprang into action.
"Don't touch Alexander," I growled, the sound of my voice startling me and also Dianne's mother as her eyes widened. She took a step back but I couldn't detect any fear in her eyes.
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