Chapter 3 Just when I thought it's over.

CHAPTER 3

~~BLAIR'S POINT OF VIEW~~

For a few minutes I don't move,not because I can't. But because I do not understand what the hell is happening right now..

Everything is happening so fast that I can't comprehend how we got here. What has a baby got to do with his campaign? A pregnancy would help him score more pity votes and it would give him an easy victory if he let me run his second campaign again this time.

The pack would see me for how much of a strong woman I am and that would rally in more votes,I don't know how he's not seeing it right now.

This isn't Dominus. He's acting too erratic for the man I have been with for the past six years. The same man who comes around law school to pick me up every week and makes the whole stress disappear the same one who believed in me to get the job done at his campaign despite his father's bad records.

I stood watching Dominus juggling some clothes into a bag. He's packing it very fast and also with so much agility but it just feels fake to me, perhaps he's trying to prank me.

Packing out of the house because of a baby sounds crazily ridiculous.

I froze for a second, my heart hammering in my chest.

I couldn’t believe what he was asking of me: to choose between him and our baby. I shook my head in pure disbelief, tears rolling down my cheeks.

“How can—”

He cut me off with a loud hiss and continued to pack his bags.

I can’t believe he is serious right now.

I thought it was some kind of joke.

Even as a joke, it’s too expensive, and I hoped he would call it off right now, but it’s not. I stood there watching him pack his clothes, and once he was done, he zipped it up and moved to storm outside until I held the bag, gradually pulling him back.

I clutched his bag tightly, my palms trembling against the fabric as if the weight of my whole world was slipping through my fingers.

“Please, Dominus… don’t do this. It’s our baby after six years…”

He didn’t turn, didn’t flinch one bit; his eyes were stone cold…..enough evidence to tell me that he had made up his mind.

And that cut deeper than any blade could.

Immediately, I felt my knees give in; they went weak, and my body slid down until both my knees were on the floor.

“six years, Dominus… we have stood beside each other, and now the Moon Goddess has blessed us with a bundle of joy, and you want me to…”

“T-to destroy it…” My sobs tore through the silence, tears rolling down my cheeks.

My chest burned as I cried harder, hoping that it would push him or move something in him.

I don't want to lose this baby, and I also don’t want to lose the one man who has treated me well, even if our marriage was an arranged one.

“Blair, I gave you a choice. You’ve made your choice,” he said, his grip tightening on the bag. “Now have a nice day!”

“I will do it…” The world stopped when I said those words.

“I-I-I- will do it, Dominus. I will take it out if that’s what you want.”

For the first time, his mask cracked. His eyes softened, and the Alpha, who had been nothing but cold steel, now looked down at me with a flicker of guilt. He dropped the bag, the sound echoing in the room, and then he crouched down to me.

“Blair…” he whispered softly. “Thank you so much, dear. Thank you; I really appreciate it. I promise we will have enough babies when the time is right. I will give you as many as you want.”

I covered my face with both hands, my body shaking under the weight of my own words. I hated myself for them, hated the weakness dripping from every sob, but I loved him too much to let him walk away. Our marriage was an agreement for a peace treaty. I can't break it. It might cause a war and last I checked my pack won't be able to stand the Night shade pack if a war breaks out.

His arms wrapped around me—strong and firm, pulling me into his chest. The heat of him, the familiar scent of his skin, sent another wave of tears crashing down as he caressed my shoulders.

“I will have them fix a secret appointment for you at the pack hospital, and you'll do it discreetly so no one will know.” Those were the words that he said before going down for dinner.

Later that day I took my bath and rushed down for dinner. I hated myself for that choice but I can't miss a televisionised family dinner that would be fixed in his campaign videos.

No matter how shitty I feel I still have to get it together and get my ass downstairs to have dinner. I had to smile and fake laughing with him even if I was thinking how they'd take my baby away tomorrow.

However the next day I woke up so late because I wasn't able to sleep early.

When I woke up the Alpha president was already out on his pack duties so I quickly took my bath and made my way to the hospital..

Moments later I got there I made sure to take the back route so as to avoid the onslaughts of cameras of greetings from different pack members.

Getting to the room they had prepared for me It was eerily quiet

I slowly dropped my bag and began to undress just as they'd instructed me to do.

A deep wave of guilt washed over me for the umpteenth time since I walked into this hospital. I wasn't sure I was making the right decision, but there was nothing more right than staying back with Dominus. We could have more babies in the future.

I looked around the well-furnished room and wished someone was there with me on this journey, but Dominus wouldn't even follow me. He had asked that I not go with any of my friends or omegas from the pack house. He warned me that no one must know about this or else it'll ruin his chances of being Alpha president for his second tenure.

After the abortion was done, we were going to spread the rumor that I lost the baby due to too much stress and other excuses. The pack had ears, and this was the same hospital I had come to confirm my pregnancy earlier, so I agreed with my husband. The news might have slipped away from their lips, so now we needed to make up for that and control the narrative, telling them that I had lost the baby.

After I was done changing into the big maternity gown the hospital provided, I resigned myself to the bed, waiting for when the doctors would come inside. I looked around, and the place was richly furnished with different pieces of equipment. It smelled of antiseptic and antibiotics—a scent that made me feel nauseous, but I had to resist it until they were done.

I sat there for a second, my breathing ragged and my palms clammy.

My hands instinctively went to my stomach, cradling the small swell inside.

"I'm sorry…" I whispered.

"I'm so sorry… Mama doesn't have a choice but to let you go!"

My throat burned as tears blurred my vision.

Moments later, the door slowly slid open, and the doctor walked inside.

It was a female; I didn't really know her name, but I knew she was the best.

Dominus wouldn't pick a mediocre doctor for something like this.

He was Alpha; he always dealt with the best.

“Good morning, Luna Blair,” the lady greeted. “I hope you're having a great day?”

I scoffed and ignored her. Instead, I hugged my stomach again, rocking slightly as sobs escaped me.

There was nothing good about this day. I wasn’t doing this for me… I was doing it for him. For us, he said, but I still felt like it was for him. Or so I told myself, even as guilt gnawed at me.

I imagined what our child would have looked like,Dominus’ grey eyes, maybe my curls, and both of our beauty.

When I finally reached the bed where it would all happen, I hesitated. My fingers gripped the edge so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

This was it. There was no turning back at this point, and it made my chest hurt.

A tear rolled down my cheek and landed on the white sheet, leaving a tiny wet spot…... .the only proof that my heart was shattering in silence.

~~7 HOURS LATER~~

PACK HOSPITAL.

My eyes finally snapped open, and I jerked up at once. My breathing was heavy as I looked at the familiar faces in my room.

I didn’t recognize anyone in the room,just two nurses; one was adjusting the machine, and the other was packing the syringe they had used on me.

I didn’t remember much; all I could recall was sitting on the bed in a maternity gown and the doctor coming in,that was all I remembered for now.

I swallowed hard, trying not to think about what had happened.

With that, I reached for my phone. It was 4:45 PM. Why isn’t Dominus here yet?

He should be here by now, acting all sad that I lost our first baby, but he’s nowhere to be found.

Trying to sit up so I could comfortably give him a call, a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, making me wince and forcing me to clutch my stomach instinctively.

As I scrolled through my contacts to dial Dominus's number, a notification chimed on my phone.

Not that I cared about the media or whatever they had to say, but this notification had my husband's name in the heading.

Without hesitation, I clicked it: “Alpha President Welcomes His Fated Mate, Jessica Bliss, Back to the Pack.”

I paused, my grip on the phone tightening as I scrolled down. I couldn't help it; I squinted my eyes at the picture in front of me. It was my husband hugging Jessica Bliss, his teenage fated mate, so tightly.

At first, the picture felt blurry for my brain to process while my head spun.

J-Jessica Bliss is back in the pack? …His fated mate?

My greatest fear was about to happen.

Six years ago, when I came here, I hoped and prayed that his fated mate would never return after she left when he announced his arranged marriage to the pack.

And now she’s back… and he is the one welcoming her?

Below the picture was a video. I double-tapped on it, and it started to play.

I watched as Dominus rushed to hug her and planted a kiss on her lips.

Pain shot through my chest at once. Not even her cheeks or her neck… he settled for her lips?

Her red lips parted as she giggled at something he said. And then… then… he leaned forward and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear with the same gentle fingers that held me while I sobbed last night.

Something inside me broke. I blinked rapidly, praying I was imagining this. Praying this was some kind of stupid prank, that maybe it was just a movie.

My chest tightened painfully, like someone had reached inside me and ripped my heart out with their bare hands. I couldn’t breathe.

The phone slipped from my fingers and hit the sheets.

I pressed my hands to my face, trying to contain the sob that tore through me.

I guess this is the reason why he never made it here as promised.

Of all days to cheat, he chose the very day I had an abortion for him?

My tears came hot and fast now, unstoppable.

I curled into myself, shaking, my hospital gown rustling as I choked on my sobs.