Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 63: The Decision

Moana

A few more days passed after I told Edrick about the pregnancy. Not much about our relationship changed, aside from an increase in the amount of side glances he would give me throughout the day.

I kept puzzling over what he had said the night I told him.

He had told me, plain and simply, that he would ensure that the child had a good life here and that I could stay since Ella was already attached to me — but he would never publicly accept the child as his own, and he would certainly never marry me.

I knew from the beginning that these two things would be true, but when he said it out loud, it felt so much worse. All I wanted for this baby was for him or her to experience growing up in a loving home with two parents who also loved each other. Yes, the child would have a wealthy father who would provide everything, but money could never replace this lack of love between Edrick and I. Furthermore, I knew that this child would never truly be accepted by the Morgan family. Ella was one hundred percent werewolf, but even Edrick’s father didn’t treat her the same because she was born before Edrick and Ella’s mother got married. As the days ticked on, all I could think about was how much worse Edrick’s father would treat my child. I was nothing but a human servant in his eyes. For all intents and purposes, there was a good chance that Mina would never emerge and I would always technically be a human.

Finally, after four days of this passed, I knew what I had to do.

I simply couldn’t go through with this pregnancy. If I was ever going to have a child of my own, it would be a product of love — not the product of a one night stand with a cold Alpha billionaire who would never see the mother of his child as a true equal.

So, on the fourth day, I told Edrick my decision.

“I’ve decided what I’m going to do,” I said as I stood in the middle of his study.

up at me from his desk. His face was mostly indifferent, but I could sense a

he asked, leaning forward on

the lump in my throat. “I’m going to abort

me to not go through with

time to make your decision,” Edrick finally said. “There’s no rush. I’d prefer it if

couldn’t believe my ears. Was Edrick actually

it, and I knew what I needed to do. I had to go with my head, not my heart; while my heart wanted to keep the baby, my head was telling me that going through with the pregnancy wouldn’t be the right thing to

replied, averting my gaze to the floor to hide the tears that began to well up

voice was low and sounded a little strained, but he agreed nonetheless. “It’s your decision.

“Thank you.”

know if I should leave or stay, until Edrick finally spoke again. “I’ll take you to the hospital tomorrow,”

he was just an indiscriminate blob in front of me, but I blinked them away and choked out

“Thank you.”

…

a thick sludge as I went through the motions. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and pulled my hair back. I could feel the suffocating summer heat coming in through the open window of my bedroom — or maybe I was just feeling hot

speak as we took the elevator downstairs. The driver brought the car around, but Edrick dismissed him and drove me himself so as not to expose my secret. Even throughout the whole car ride to the hospital, we stayed silent. I tried not to look at

until I saw the hospital come into view. Suddenly, as we pulled into the parking lot, I felt my chest get tight and I