Chapter 125\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bella\u00a0<\/p>\n
The television glowed harshly like something cold and unforgiving.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucy\u2019s face filled the screen, blotchy and swollen, her sobs loud enough to shake a city. She clutched a tissue dramatically, her voice breaking as she spoke about betrayal, about being wronged, about how Maya was a victim of a sinister plot. I placed my hand on my mouth to stop my gasp as I sat stiffly beside Scott, barely breathing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every word she spoke made my stomach twist harder. I wasn\u2019t just horrified by the lies spilling so easily from her mouth\u2013I was sickened by the realization that people would believe her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Beside me, Scott hadn\u2019t moved. But I could feel the anger radiating from him. It was terrifying in its restraint. His body was rigid, shoulders tense, jaw locked so tightly I wondered if his molars would crack. His fury consumed all the air in the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s enough,\u201d he said in a deadly voice. He got up and walked away, already pulling out his phone. I heard his voice carry down the hallway. \u201cTroy, did you watch the TV? Shut this down immediately. I don\u2019t care how -contain it. Now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment he disappeared from view, the nausea surged violently. It hit me so fast I barely had time to register it before I was scrambling off the couch, my hand flying to my mouth. I stumbled toward the bathroom, my heart racing, my body betraying me completely. I dropped to my knees just in time in front of the toilet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everything came up\u2013dinner, acid, the tension that had been coiled inside me since the broadcast started. My hands trembled against the cold tiles as I retched, fear washing over me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBella!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott\u2019s voice was already there, thick with panic. He was beside me in seconds, one arm firm around my shoulders, the other gently pulling my hair back. I could feel how badly he was shaking. \u201cOh, sweetheart\u2026\u201d he murmured. \u201cWhat\u2019s happening? Talk to me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tried to answer, but another wave rolled through me, harsher than the last. All I could do was shake my head weakly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fear on his face cut through me. I had seen Scott furious. I had seen him ruthless. I had never seen him look so helpless. The Lycan King\u2013powerful, feared, worshipped\u2013looked completely broken.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without another word, he lifted me carefully into his arms and carried me to the bedroom. As we passed the living room, I noticed him flick the television off without even looking at it. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, the situation will be controlled.\u201d He laid me on the bed and hovered close, brushing my hair away from my face. His eyes searched mine desperately.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re pale,\u201d he said, his voice tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m okay,\u201d I whispered, though even to my own ears it sounded like a lie.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d he said. \u201cYou\u2019re not. I\u2019m calling the doctor.\u201d He called the house doctor immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She arrived in half an hour. She examined me thoroughly, asking questions, checking my vitals, watching me closely. When she finally straightened, her expression was calm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t see anything physically alarming,\u201d she said. \u201cThis could be stress. Severe emotional stress can cause nausea, dizziness, vomiting.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott frowned deeply. \u201cShe vomited twice.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand,\u201d the doctor replied. \u201cBut the body reacts strongly to trauma. I\u2019ll prescribe a mild sedative. She needs rest.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she left, Scott didn\u2019t move far from the bed. He sat beside me, his hand never leaving mine, his gaze fixed on my face like he was afraid I might vanish if he looked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSleep\u2026\u201d I whispered. He slipped beside me, pulled me against his chest as I drifted off to sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next morning shattered any illusion of reassurance. I woke with the same violent sickness clawing up my throat. I barely made it to the bathroom before vomiting again, my body shaking with exhaustion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott stood behind me, frozen. \u201cThis is my fault,\u201d he whispered hoarsely as if realizing what he had done.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wiped my mouth and looked up at him, startled. \u201cWhat are you saying?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI think it\u2019s because of me marking you,\u201d he said, pain etched deep into his expression. \u201cIt\u2019s my venom. What if your body is rejecting it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The anguish in his eyes stole my breath. He looked utterly broken standing in my bathroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScott,\u201d I said softly, reaching for his hand. \u201cPlease don\u2019t think that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His fingers curled tightly around mine. \u201cI did this to you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I insisted gently. \u201cYou didn\u2019t. I promise.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But even as I tried to reassure him, I could feel his fear spiraling out of control. \u201cI\u2019m calling the doctor from Silver Mane,\u201d he said. \u201cThe human doctors can\u2019t understand your body now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
By afternoon, the pack\u2019s doctor, Dr. Julie came along with Millie and Troy. She was tall and composed, with warm olive skin and sharp, intelligent eyes behind thin\u2013rimmed glasses. Her long black hair was braided neatly down her back, and she carried herself with quiet authority that immediately put me at ease.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She bowed to me. Under Scott\u2019s sharp gaze, she examined me carefully, taking her time, asking precise questions. Then she handed me a small strip. \u201cTake this,\u201d she said gently. \u201cIt\u2019s a pregnancy test.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked at her, startled despite myself. \u201cThat\u2019s\u2026 not possible.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott went completely still.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She shrugged. \u201cThis is just one of the tests amongst many\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 125\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sighed and went for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Julie studied the strip moments later, her lips curved into a smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew it!\u201d she exclaimed. \u201cYou\u2019re pregnant,\u201d she announced. \u201cWith the Lycan King\u2019s pup.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words didn\u2019t register at first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d I whispered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott inhaled sharply\u2013and then laughed. A deep, disbelieving sound filled with pure joy. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, gripping the mattress as if grounding himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy wife,\u201d he said with eyes wide. \u201cPregnant again?\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n
He bent forward, pressing a reverent kiss to my stomach, then to my hand. His eyes shone with pride and wonder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re carrying my pup,\u201d he murmured.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was still stunned. \u201cDr. Julie\u2026 are you absolutely sure? It\u2019s too early.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She nodded. \u201cThe test is designed for werewolves. Their fetuses develop quickly and so the pregnancy can be detected as early as two weeks. But since you\u2019re carrying the Lycan King\u2019s pup, it can be detected in less than two weeks. And since this pup was conceived after marking, the venom strengthens the DNA. This child will be exceptionally strong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Excitement filled the room. Millie hugged me with joy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott, meanwhile, looked insufferably smug. \u201cMy heir,\u201d he said proudly. \u201cAnother one.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy grinned broadly, clapping Scott on the back. \u201cGreat job, King! You\u2019ve been working hard.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blushed heavily. Troy curled his arm around Millie, tucking her close to his body.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott ordered, \u201cWe have to keep this a secret for now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone in the room nodded instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As everyone prepared to leave, I noticed Dr. Julie watching Troy and Millie. Her eyes were shadowed with something with forlorn and a hurt expression. I got confused and wondered if Julie was jealous of her sister. Something wasn\u2019t right.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Later, when we were alone, I asked Scott about it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJulie was Troy\u2019s mate,\u201d he said quietly. \u201cShe rejected him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart sank. \u201cAnd Millie?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey married later.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:11 Sat, Jan 3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 125\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scott climbed into bed beside me, wrapping his arms around me possessively, his hand resting protectively\u00a0<\/p>\n
on my\u00a0<\/p>\n
my stomach. \u201cFor the record,\u201d he murmured smugly, \u201cmy venom doesn\u2019t hurt you. It creates miracles.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t help laughing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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