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.

told us what happened, rest assured they will be questioned about it and dealt

behaviour” Dad‘s icy reply came, it was obvious he was

my hair, only for it to fall

anyone to be dealt with, I just want to

feel my emotions rising, knowing I

just about you, it‘s about everything and their attitude

wrong, baby, tell me?” Mama asked, coming over to me as she placed her hands on

a lot shorter than me, and I was wearing heels whilst she was barefooted, making

want to kill him for rejecting me? I didn‘t want to see

nothing.” I said, trying to pull away, but Mama refused to

“Azura.

Something is wrong.

She asked, her eyes flashing silver, her voice holding

that told me she

said it‘s nothing! Leave me alone, for the love of the goddess!” I shouted in

her eyes,

never lost.

“Now, Azura.” She growled.

Liam‘s quiet

to see him standing with his Bite–Sized Luna

black hair with blue tips was pulled into a high ponytail, as she looked

green.1 I closed my eyes, my head pounding

“I‘m pregnant.

past Liam and

voice came, and I heard him on the

Fuck, he was fast.

and slamming the door shut

him swear as he

on, Azura, talk to us.” His voice

pushing myself away from the door, walking over to the

just want the ground to split open and swallow me

stared at the glow from it as it sat on my

incoming message

up come on.” “I‘m tired, Liam.” I

voice made me close my

no to him? I got to my feet and unlocked the door, only for Dad to envelope

heart squeezed, feeling guilty

him, Dad may be sixty, but he looked as

genes at its finest, and on top of that he was one of the most handsome

not

he was my Dad.

“Why did you run?” He asked

wondering where

turning

a small smirk, although it didn‘t

2

heard

but this was different…

and dropped onto my bed, wrapping his arms

getting off

I was, everyone knew I was spoilt in

make some space for

over, allowing him enough

fingers through

I feel like there‘s a reason you aren‘t sharing his

but

a tray of hot drinks for

on my cabinet near my bed, right

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

feeling?” She asked

How do I feel?

A mess.

don‘t know.” “Whatever you decide

as for that bastard…

I ever find out his name…” Dad left his threat hanging,

why I