Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

6. My Decision

AZURA.

Pregnant. I slid to the floor against the stall wall, not caring about the germs that probably filled this place, and stared unblinkingly at the stick, my mind blank.

With his child.

“I‘m fine.” I said, taking a shuddering breath, I am not fine.

I‘m pregnant, I‘m only nineteen and I‘m pregnant.

Pregnant with the child of someone who wants nothing to do with me.

I knew I would have to tell my parents, but the thought made my stomach sink.

The hurt in Dad‘s eyes when I told him I had been rejected…

I don‘t know if I‘ll be able to handle telling them I was pregnant too…? What do I do? My mind was reeling, the pain in my chest was becoming suffocating.

As much as I wanted to crush Leo for what he had done, I couldn‘t, not without making this hard for Alejandro, I couldn‘t do that to them.

I already caused problems for everyone without meaning to.

There was a time I dreamt of a love like my parents, but who am I kidding? My mate had ripped that from me when he marked me only to reject me.

A true mate‘s mark…

it could only be removed if he marked another, or if he died and someone else marked me …

but unless that happened, I was stuck with this.

I clutched my neck, letting my nails dig into it as I slowly looked down at my stomach.

I dropped the stick, placing my hand over it.

It was not this baby‘s fault…

it was not at fault…

I was meant to have died before I was born…

There was no chance on earth that I would do anything to this baby.

I closed my eyes, taking deep steadying breaths.

I‘m fine.

I guess it was time to tell Mama and Dad about the pregnancy, I just hoped they didn‘t try to push for a name.

Standing up, I gathered the rubbish, binning the pregnancy test before I washed my hands and left the washroom.

Time to tell them and get this over with.

Night had fallen and I was sitting in the lounge with Mama and Dad, I was curled up between them.

Mama had her head resting on my shoulder, whilst Dad was running his fingers through Mama‘s hair.

His head was resting on top of mine.

We were watching a movie, and although I had a lot of chances to drop the bomb, I was unable to tell them.

“What‘s wrong, baby? You‘re really quiet.” Mama asked, lifting her head and looking at me with concern in her gorgeous sage–green eyes.

“I‘m fine.” “Is this about the run–in with Olson earlier?” Dad asked.

So they knew about my run–in with that old penis.

“You heard about that? Were you just going to pretend it never happened?” I asked, feeling upset for no reason.

Were they going to just walk around on eggshells now because I had been rejected?

“It‘s not like that, Liam will deal with him.

assured they

packs for that behaviour” Dad‘s icy reply came, it

got up from the sofa, running my fingers through my hair, only

to be dealt with, I just want to be left alone! I can handle my

emotions rising, knowing I was going

just about you, it‘s about

coming over to me

and I was wearing heels whilst

I know they already want to kill him for rejecting me? I didn‘t want to see that pain in

to pull away, but Mama refused

“Azura.

Something is wrong.

is it?” She asked, her eyes flashing silver,

tone that told me she was not going to

me alone, for the love of the goddess!” I shouted in frustration, my eyes

the flash of hurt in her eyes, but along with it was the determination

never lost.

“Now, Azura.” She growled.

quiet

looked up to see him standing with his Bite–Sized

tips was pulled into a high ponytail, as

I closed my eyes, my head pounding

“I‘m pregnant.

before I pushed past Liam and Raven, leaving

came, and I heard

Fuck, he was fast.

up, reaching my bedroom and slamming the door shut

him swear as

talk to us.” His voice

from the door, walking over to the bed and dropping onto

the ground to split

phone beeped, and I stared at the glow from

incoming message

up come on.” “I‘m

Dad‘s voice made me

got to my feet and unlocked the door, only

feeling guilty

looked up at him, Dad may be sixty, but he looked as

of that he was one

not by

he was my Dad.

“Why did you run?” He asked

where

said, turning my

me a small smirk, although it didn‘t

2

heard their

but this was different…

my

definitely getting off easier.” He whispered,

course I was, everyone knew I was

over, make some space for me.” Dad

I shuffled over, allowing him enough space

his fingers

I feel like there‘s a reason you aren‘t sharing his identity.” holding

tensed, but with

a tray of hot drinks for the four of

my bed, right next

sat down cross–legged on the end of the bed, giving

asked as

How do I feel?

A mess.

don‘t know.” “Whatever you decide to do, we

as for that bastard…

his name…” Dad left his threat hanging,

why I will never tell