The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 675

Chapter 675: MYSTERIOUS GIRL

And I can always tell when someone is hiding."

My heart stumbled.

I tightened my grip on the cup, knuckles whitening beneath the dim tavern light. Her eyes didn’t pry, but they saw.

Too much.

Far too easily.

I forced my voice out, even though it shook.

"I’m... not hiding anything."

She raised one perfect brow.

"Honey," she said again, slower this time, like she was speaking to someone fragile or someone lying or both, "everyone who walks into this inn wearing a cloak that thick in weather this warm is hiding something."

I swallowed hard.

The room suddenly felt warmer. My cloak suddenly felt heavier.

I tried to breathe normally.

The bartender leaned her elbows on the counter, her jewelry quietly clinking.

"What’s your name?" she asked.

I hesitated. "Jas... Jade," I corrected quickly.

Her lips curled.

"So... Jade," she said, tasting the name. "Welcome to the Dragon’s Cup. The home of misfits, runaways, and wolves who don’t belong anywhere else."

She winked.

"So trust me when I say... you’re in the right place." She said and then chipped in. "Just be careful with that baby of yours. The town gets really tough here."

"And what does it concern you about my baby?" I snapped at her rudely as I wrapped my hands around ny tummy.

Her beautiful black eyes looked down at me and said. "Well that’s because I was pregnant like you once."

I became a bit calmer.

A fellow mother.

"Oh I see." I mumbled inaudibly. "How old is your baby."

"He isn’t." She said as she poured in beer to a cup and then the atmosphere became chill. "He died."

And then the guilt overcame me.

I felt so terrible at how I had snapped at her.

She had lost her baby too?

And I had been so rude and nasty to her when she was only being kind.

"Uh.... I.... Er." I stuttered trying to find my voice. "I had no idea."

I felt so guilty.

She waved her hand.

"It’s okay." She shrugged. "Pregnancy makes you really cranky so I get it."

I said nothing.

I still felt guilty.

And she was right.

My last pregnancy hadn’t made me cranky, but this one?

I was angry all the time.

All throughout the journey with Otto.

I had been unbearable as if the fact that my baby was growing faster at an alarming rate made me more terrified.

"When did this happen?" I asked her.

"Two weeks ago." She said to herself.

I winced.

And then I looked down to her breast for no reason only to find out that shirt was damp.

She swore as she walked off to pick up a towel and clean it.

I looked away.

"You don’t need to." She said as I heard her brush the damp path of her chest. "It will probably soon go."

Her breasts still milking was proof enough to show me that she had had the baby true enough.

And yes it had been recent.

"What happened?" I blurted out without thinking.

She set the towel aside once she was down and stretched her arms in the table before looking at me.

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