Chapter 85
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A pregnancy stick?
What should I do? I mean… I knew what that was… I knew what she was holding, and what it probably meant, but...how do I process that? Why would she give me something like that?
I couldn’t help but be stunned while my body stiffened as I stared at that stick she was trying to hand over.
“Why are you giving that to me?” My eyebrows furrowed.
I was so confused that I reached out and tried to push it away and I took a step back from her while looking at the pregnancy stick weirdly.
Her hand tightened on the stick as she looked down on it.
Diana wasn’t speaking, but I somehow could feel her pain. Her chest rose and fell violently, while she tried to calm herself down.
And that made me feel guilty a bit. Did my action hurt her?
“Diana, are you okay? I...” I held her hand which was still tightly holding the pregnancy stick.
“No, Miss Della.It’s...” She took a deep breath before looking up at me with sorrow in her eyes. “I just saw it too many times.”
“Many omegas were raped by higher ranked members and most of them would end up pregnant…”
My eyes widened. Raped? I thought no one would treat omegas like this anymore, especially in the Kingdom Castle. What did Diana go through before being sent to Jackson?
Diana let out a bitter laugh and shrugged her shoulders. With a bitter smile plastered on her lips, she said, “Anyway, so the point is, I’ve seen many pregnancies and they all show signs and symptoms you are experiencing now.”
Pointing at the bed briefly, she continued, “They're mostly lethargic, nauseous, and have a change of appetite.”
Did she mean she thought I was pregnant? This is ridiculous.
“No…Diana, don’t make joke...” I frantically shaking my head while saying.
But I suddenly saw her serious expression.
Oh My Moon Goddess. She meant it.
“Oh no...” My chest rose and fell violently as anxiousness swept over me.
‘That can’t be…No… That’s impossible… I can’t be pregnant…’
My eyes shifted back and forth between the pregnancy stick and my stomach.
She's right. My symptoms seem to be somewhat typical.
But...it couldn’t be...
I mean, it wasn’t impossible considering how many times I had sex with Kylian, but still… It shouldn’t happen.
Lucas said that I’ll meet my fated mate soon, and I was about to divorce Kylian… That would complicate things to a greater level that I wouldn’t easily be able to handle.
“Ms. Della…” Diane called out, but I was too busy fighting an inner battle within in.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to have a pup. For the past three years, I've been looking forward to it. But it was happening at the wrong time…
No!
With a clenched fist, I looked at Diana fiercely, “Leave!”
“Miss…”
“I can’t be pregnant. This is nonsense! You’re lying. Leave! Now!” I shouted in panic.
It couldn’t be true…
I saw fear in Diana’s eyes as shock came over her when my gentleness vanished in an instant.
She stood up and tremblingly placed the pregnancy stick at the top of the bedside table. “I think it will still be best if you take a test, Miss. I meant no harm. Forgive me if I overstep.”
After that, she grabbed the tray of food, bowed at me with respect, turned, and left me alone in my room.
I didn’t mean to scare her, but I couldn’t control my emotions properly right now.
How could I get pregnant now?
As the door closed my eyes drifted back on the bedside table where Diana left the pregnancy stick.
Then, like a fast-forward movie, various flashed scenes of my intimate acts with Kylian came to my mind.
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“Ahhhh…”
“Yes, faster…”
“I love you, Della…”
His hand was coursing all over my body while his lips ventured on my soft spots, licking and sucking on my burning skin. My back was arching as pleasure electrified me, especially when his manhood entered my cavern.
“Ah… Oh… C-condom…” I tried to utter properly while he wildly slid in and out of me with great desire. Thirsty for pleasure.
“I’m c-cumming…” he moaned as his thrust became faster and harder with his right hand on my shoulder, pulling me even closer to him while his other hand was massaging my breast and stimulating my hard nipple.
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“It hurts…” I complained but he was so angry. He was venting his jealousy and angry out in a form of punishable pleasure.
He pulled one of my legs and placed it on top of his shoulder as he thrust his entire manhood into me, making me scream in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Once again, he didn’t use any protection.
“Not inside…” I tried to say to him as I felt his manhood became more harder and was near cumming.
Instead of following my instruction, he held onto my legs firmly and pulled me closer, deepening his manhood even more as he ejaculated.
There were more times such it happened. We never take any protective measures as both of us would likely get drowned in pleasure and couldn’t help but cum to each other without thinking about the consequence.
Thinking back about those moments, I realize how reckless we had been. With our current relationship, we should have been more careful.
My hand slid down to my stomach, and I stood in panic. I shook my head and said, “No, I can’t be this unlucky… I’m sure it’s just a false alarm… Yes, that must be it.”
I probably looked crazy while I paced around my room, trying to convince myself differently.
“I feel it too…”
I froze on my feet when I heard that lovely and angelic voice from the back of my head.
“What?” I asked in surprise. It was my wolf, Trisha, talking to me.
“I can feel it… Something is different in our body… I can feel this surge of excitement and pride in me… I can feel something forming and changing in my body…” Trisha explained to me in a low voice.
“I… You’re probably mistaken…”
“Della, just take it. Take a test…”
“But that’s not probably the case… We can’t be pregnant,” I refuted, but my tears were already streaming down my cheeks.
"What if I'm really pregnant? What should we do, Trisha..." I burst into tears while whispering.
“But you can't pretend the problem doesn't exist, Della. We need to find out anyway. We must know for sure so we can decide what to do…” she advised.
Well, she wasn’t wrong. In fact, she was very right.
I stared at the pregnancy test and strode slowly toward it.
Instead of taking it, however, I just stared at it.
“Am I really going to do it?” I asked.
“I know what you’re feeling. You are afraid, but so am I…” Trisha suddenly said.
“If we’re pregnant, then what will happen? What if our fated mate won’t accept our pup? What if we were left alone and rejected? Della, I also have many fears… but… we need to know…Don’t be afraid. I will always by your side.” she persuaded and I could hear the pain and great fear in her voice.
What was I thinking? Of course, she’s afraid; probably even more than I was.
Rejection of a mate was already hard enough for werewolves, how much more for the wolves themselves?
She’s right… We must do it.
Taking a deep breath, I uttered, “Alright…”
Pushing all my hesitation, I grabbed the pregnancy test and went on to the bathroom.
After three minutes, the result was out. I stood inside the bathroom, staring at the small screen of the pregnancy strict as I watched the result come out.
