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. 

Pregnant. 

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.” 

with Olson

run–in with that old

upset for no reason.

and dealt with. There is no tolerance in these packs for that behaviour” Dad‘s icy reply came, it was obvious he

the sofa, running my fingers through my hair, only for it

to be dealt with, I just want to be left alone! I can handle my battles.” I said, feeling frustrated. I could feel my emotions rising, knowing I was going to lose it

about everything and their attitude is not right. What‘s wrong, baby, tell me?” Mama asked, coming over to me as she placed her hands on my arms. She was

tell them? How? When I know they already want to

pull away, but Mama refused to let me go. “Azura. Something is wrong. What is it?” She asked, her eyes flashing silver, her voice holding a quiet warning. A tone that told me she was not

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

her eyes, but along with

never lost. 

She growled. “Please.” Liam‘s quiet voice

him standing with his Bite–Sized Luna by his side. Her long black hair with blue tips was pulled into a high ponytail, as she looked at me with concern in her unique eyes. One

speak up. “I‘m pregnant. There.” I declared before I pushed

voice came, and I

was

reaching my bedroom and slamming the door shut behind me just as he caught up. I heard him swear as he tapped

talk to us.” His

the bed and dropping onto it on my stomach. I just want the ground to

and I stared at the glow from it as it

up

Liam.” I

“Please?” 

close my eyes in frustration. How do I say no to him? I got to my feet and unlocked the door, only for Dad to envelope me in his warm embrace. My heart squeezed, feeling guilty for causing him to worry. I looked up at him, Dad may be sixty, but he looked as if he was in his mid–forties. Werewolf genes at its finest, and on top of that he was one of the most handsome men I had seen. Even if not by blood... he was my Dad. 2 “Why did you run?” He asked me, raising an eyebrow. I looked away, wondering where Mama and Raven were. Was Mama angry? “I messed up...” I said, turning my back to him and dropping onto my bed. “He was your mate, and things

heard their story... but this was

over and dropped onto my bed, wrapping his arms

you are definitely getting off easier.” He whispered, making me smile.

I was, everyone knew I was spoilt in comparison to Kia and

sit down on the bed. He ran his fingers through my hair. “I don‘t know why but I feel like there‘s a

me in a

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