Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

4 Chapter 4

Seraphina’s POV 1

One month later

I sat in the cramped waiting room of Whispering Valley’s only clinic, my hands trembling as I clutched the appointment slip. For the past month, I’d been staying at Ophelia’s place.

The morning sickness had started two weeks ago-violent waves of nausea that left me retching into Ophelia’s toilet bowl every even though I’d taken emergency contraception the day after my encounter with the mysterious stranger.

Ophelia squeezed my hand, her own face pale with worry. “Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together, okay?” 1

sunrise,

Dr. Matthews emerged from his office, a kind elderly man who was one of the few pack members still willing to treat omegas with basic

dignity.

“Seraphina,” he said softly, settling into the chair across from us. “Child, you’re pregnant.”

Blood rushed to my head, creating a roaring sound in my ears that drowned out everything else. Pregnant. With the mystery man’s child.

“What?!” Ophelia’s voice exploded beside me, her shock matching my own.

“But… but we only had one night…” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.

“One night is all it takes,” Dr. Matthews said gently, his eyes kind but serious.

“You’re about six weeks along.” He leaned forward, studying my face with concern.

I stumbled out of the clinic on unsteady legs, Ophelia’s arm wrapped around my waist to keep me upright. I was numb to everything except the thundering of my own heartbeat.

tears began spilling

what am I going to do? I don’t even know who the father is. I never saw his face clearly, and

I’m carrying

wiped my tears away with fierce determination. “First things first-we need to tell your

was greeted by Victor’s explosive

His voice boomed across the front yard, drawing stares from neighbors. “You’ve

have any idea how you embarrassed us by disappearing right before

little brat!”

knew perfectly well that Valerie and Gabriel wouldn’t have

of nausea, I forced myself to meet his

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behind him, her face twisted with disgust. “Running off like some common whore, making us look like fools in front of

I blurted out, the words falling like stones into sudden

series of expressions-shock, disgust, then blazing fury. In

“What did you

I tried to pull free from his grip, but

blade. “We don’t care about your excuses. What we care about

child and expecting us to deal with

choices,” Victor snarled, his grip tightening until I gasped in pain. “Get

drag our family name through the mud any

I instinctively wrapped my free arm

your things and leave, Elizabeth said coldly. “We won’t give you a penny. A pregnant omega

the laughingstock of every pack

to leave. I couldn’t stay in this prison they called home, couldn’t subject

abuse I’d endured.

yanking my arm free