My lips quivered as the security grabbed me roughly, yanking me to my feet with a firm grip on my arms. Before I could regain my balance, they shoved me backward, making me stumble.
I teetered on the edge of falling, but someone thankfully supported me. My baby would have been in danger if I had fallen terribly.
“Olivia?” I heard a familiar voice, but I was too perplexed to turn back and by the time I did, I saw Zania standing right behind me with a surprised expression on her face.
“Please don’t come back here. You are no longer the Alpha’s mistress, and we also have no reason to treat you with respect,” the security reminded me. It’s okay to choose his mate over me since the mate bond can’t be severed, but what about our baby? Shouldn’t he have at least given me the chance to tell him about it?
“Are you okay?” Zania asked as she turned me around to face her. I felt awful and the feeling of abandonment settled in the pit of my stomach.
I was angry and blamed myself for thinking that Alpha Damon would want to see me, especially after telling him how important it was for me to meet with him.
If he abhors me so much now that he thinks of me as a nuisance, I will never bother him again, and this will be the last time of me being here.
I don’t know how it feels to raise a baby at my age, but I am not going to get rid of my baby because the father is not in our lives.
I will do whatever I can to make sure that my baby survives.
“I am really not okay, Zania. I am not,” I reacted as she pulled me into a hug. “I thought something happened to you. I woke up and I couldn’t find you in the tower,” she said.
I should have told her, but it wouldn’t have yielded anything and would have delayed my plans of getting out.
Now that I am completely alone, I have to be twice stronger than I have been before. I will survive, have my baby, and make Alpha Damon regret not listening to me.
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Six Months Later
My eyes moved around the maternity ward as people came in and out with excitement written all over their faces as they came to see their loved ones who had given birth.
The entire family of the woman across from me came to the hospital just to see her baby and her mate was taking care of her, providing her with everything she needed while thanking her for birthing his baby.
I was happy for her for having a loving family that supported her through everything. I bet it made the pain bearable for her because she had people who were cheering up for her.
And then there’s me, looking down at my bundles of joy as my heart twirled bitterly. After fifteen hours of unbearable labor, I gave birth to three healthy babies; a princess and two princes.
My little baby girl is lucky to have two brothers who will always have her back and protect her. As the reality of not having anyone coming to visit me and my triplets downed on me, I couldn’t stop my heart from painfully aching.
While others have it simple, I struggle every day to live because I have every reason to. The only way my kids will not have a fate as cruel as mine is for me to stay alive and watch them grow.
I looked down at my babies sleeping soundly beside me and a smile spread widely across my face. How could I have gotten rid of these beautiful innocent babies who have no idea what is happening in the world?
The best decision I have made in my life was keeping my pregnancy even when I was not aware that I was carrying three tiny yet beautiful creatures in me.
If Alpha Damon finds out that I had his baby, will he feel as elated as this woman’s mate, even though he is not my mate? Would he hold his babies in his hand and gush over them?
I know he is out of our lives forever, but I couldn’t get rid of the memories and the way he treated me within ten out of the twelve months I spent with him.
If anyone had told me back, then that things would get sour between us, I would not have believed it. I sighed, covering my triplets’ bodies, trying to get rid of those thoughts in my head.
In the past six months, I saved some money that will be enough for us sometime. I got a place to stay, thanks to Zania, who took me to her house where she was staying before she got a job in the Alpha’s tower.
I was there until I could save enough money to move to my own place and right now, she is the only one who knew I was pregnant.
She also knew my due date but couldn’t come out today. The security around the tower has tightened since the last time I visited.
I would have been unable to cope all on my own without her help. I am indebted to her. Scanning the area for a nurse, I called her over.
“Yes, what can I do for you, little girl?” She asked rudely, but I remained unfazed by that.
“Please, can I get some water? My throat feels dry,” I requested, and she frowned.
“The father of your triplets should have been here to help you with something like that. Can’t you see the other women? Their mates are attending to them,” she stated, pointing at the people in the room.
“I heard she does not have a mate. No one has visited her since she came here. She might have slept around at such a young age to have given birth without knowing who the father is,” another nurse shipped in.
They have the right to their opinions, so I simply allowed them to say whatever they wanted and there was no evidence to refute what they were saying.
“I don’t know why they admitted a rogue whore into our ward. You must be lucky that you have not been kicked out of here,” she said, scowling at me.
“And if you need water, you should go and get it yourself. No one here is your slave.” she clicked her heels, turned around, and left.
People view those who conceive a baby for someone who is not their mate as lower than omegas and brand them as rogue whores.
In my entire life, I never thought that I would be in this category of people, but it is where I find myself today.
The pack people have treated me as an outcast, denying me a series of well-paying jobs and access to certain places in the pack because of their perception of me as a rogue whore.
With a loud exhale, I gazed at my babies. I can’t leave them here because I want to get some water. I have only eaten a slice of apricot since I was brought here, and nothing more.
No one cares about me, no one cares if I have eaten or not. I only asked for water, but they responded with insults. What if I ask for food?
I am grateful that they didn’t throw me out. I can cope with being looked down on and treated like I do not exist and I won’t also die from not drinking water tonight.
I will do that as soon as I get discharged tomorrow morning.
A new life and new responsibilities await me and the thought of it left me with a mix of fear and excitement.