Chapter Two

Katherine's POV

" Two cups of coffee, black no sugar." The man said coldly as soon as I appeared at his table.

"On it sir." I nodded and went back to the counter to get his order.  

"Busy day?" Jeffrey asked when I relayed the order to him and I nodded. " You know how it is on a Monday."

I know I looked like a ghost but I can't stop now, my baby will be due in a few months. I don't want my pup to suffer. My eyes water as the events of the night came flashing back. He had ordered his guards to throw me out of the pack we grew in because he was tired of me. It's been seven months of me working my ass to make sure I can eat and save for my baby.

"Are you going to stand there looking lost or you'll serve me my coffee." The booming voice of the cold man brought me back from the presence.

"I'm sorry sir." I apologized and he scoffed.

I placed the cups on his table and apologized again.

"I don't know why a heavily pregnant woman like you would be working too hard. Don't you know that it would hurt your baby?" Even though I felt like punching him, I could only smile at him. The customer is always right in an inscription that Jason kept and Mr. Blake isn't just any customer, he was the beta of the silver moon pack. He could make me lose my job without lifting a finger. I can't lose this job not now that I am close to my due date. Not many people would love to have a heavily pregnant lady as one of their staff.

"You should take a break Kat, you look like a ghost."

"I can't Jeffrey and you know it. I need more shifts, my rent is due and I barely even have enough to feed myself for the week."

"Try another place that wouldn't need you to stress yourself out Kat, it isn't good for your baby."

"I know but Jason was the only one that accepted me. No one wants a pregnant woman to work for them." I sighted another empty table and I wobbled my way towards it.

I hated my job, it involved dealing with the worst type of customers and the worst part is that I could barely take care of my needs but there was nothing I could do about it. It was this or nothing. Sometimes, I wished I never had to depend on Caleb. I wished I had done something nice with my degree but I thought it didn't matter because Caleb was Alpha and I was supposed to be Luna. Being Luna was a lot of work and I thought that would be my job all my life.

It was late at night and the cafe was closed.

"Here is your pay." Jason handed me a wad of cash. " And here is your bonus." He placed some coins in my hand.

I counted it and it was barely even enough to make dinner. I guess I have to skip dinner again. It's a good thing that the cafe offers free morning coffee to its staff, I probably would have been dead by now without it.

"What?!" He barked at me, making me jerk.

"You should be glad that we hired you, Katherine. Now get the fuck out of my presence."

"I am sorry." I apologized not knowing the reason I was apologizing.

"Whatever, get out already. I want to go home." He shooed me and I nodded walking towards the door.

"And Katherine?" He called out, making me turn to him with my ears listening in rapt attention.

"You should be as early as the first cock crow tomorrow. We are going to be serving a lot of people." He said not looking at me. I stared at the bunch of cash in his hands and the change in mine. I was being cheated every day in this place. Not that I could leave or I had anyone to complain to.

"Yes, boss," I said and pulled the door. The cold air seeped into my skin as soon as I stepped out of the building and goose bumps appeared on my skin.

I breathed in as I walked into my house. I pressed the switch but the light wouldn't come on. I guess I was cut off for not paying my electricity bills. I head straight to bed not bothering to remove my clothes. My alarm rang too loud forcing me to open my eyes.  It hasn't been up to four hours since I closed my eyes.

"Okay, let's get this day done with." I yawned tightly and made my way to the bathroom.

I stared at the empty cupboard hoping that at least one item would appear. I haven't gone shopping for groceries for so long. I can't even afford it.

I guess it was another day to start getting hungry. My stomach growled in protest but I ignored it and reached out for my coat before walking myself out of the house. I hope that we would still be served free coffee or else I might pass out from hunger. The morning sir was too chilly. Even with the aid of the coat, I still felt as though I was in a refrigerator. I felt too sick but I dare not call in sick or Jason would fire me. He already said we were having important guests over this early so I can't disappoint him.  Not when I had assured him that my pregnancy wouldn't affect my work.

Either I was too far in my thoughts to notice the approaching car or the driver was too reckless. Whichever the real thing that happened, I found myself on the ground in front of the car.

I heard the sound of the door shutting and feet.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" He said and I stared into his baby blue eyes with concern oozing out of them.

I felt the sparks immediately after his hands touched me but I was too weak to pay attention.

"My…b-baby." I tried to say as I clutched my stomach. His mouth was moving but I wasn't hearing anything. I closed my eyes accepting the darkness that called unto me.

I opened my eyes to find myself staring at the white ceiling. I tried to remember where I was and what I was doing. My memory came flashing back and I sat abruptly. Jason was going to fire my ass and kill me.

"Easy darling or you will hurt yourself." I heard a voice call out to me and I turned to meet his alluring baby blue eyes.

"Mate." He called out again when I didn't respond to his first call. I opened my mouth to say something but my words suddenly got caught in my throat.

I felt a tinge in my lower abdomen. At first, I thought that it was because I hadn't eaten since yesterday. I felt it again and this time, it was more intense. I was undergoing labor?  But It wasn't due until two months.

"Baby, are you okay?" I felt him hold me. For a second, I felt calm under his touch but it started again.

"My b-baby…doctor." I tried to say hoping he got what I was trying to say. 

"Oh, my goodness. Wait here." His hands left my body.

The pains intensified and became more frequent.  I clutched his hand, stopping him on his track. I twisted as the contractions became more intense and unbearable. My fingers grabbed his shoulders trying to draw strength from him. I heard footsteps and through blurred vision, I saw that I was surrounded by people in white coats.

"Please we need you to leave, Alpha." One of them said but the man holding my hand didn't budge.

"How are you feeling? Does it hurt? What do you want." He bombarded me with questions and I felt like screaming at him.

"Please hold still ma'am." Someone said and the only thing I could think of was how to get the baby out of me and stop this unbearable pain before I passed out.

With tears in my eyes, I saw the doctor draw the stranger aside and whisper something to him. What the hell are they talking about? I need this baby out of me!!

"Calm down ma'am. We are opting  for a caesarian section cause it seems like you can't push the baby out." The doctor said and I nodded barely listening to what he was saying. I just wanted the baby out of me.

"Don't worry, you will be fine mate. I will make sure of it." He said and brought my knuckles to his lips. 

I felt the stinging of a needle then my consciousness drifted off slowly.

I opened my eyes, staring at the ceiling. I was still in the hospital. My hands went down to my stomach but I couldn't feel it. I felt like screaming.

"Honey, you're back." Someone said pulling me into a tight high but not tight enough to suffocate me.

"My baby," I said in an alarming tone.

"He is in the incubator.  The pack doctors are giving him the best treatment." He said with a smile on his lips and I heaved a huge sigh of relief. A boy I see.

"Can I see him?"

"Of course." He held out his hand and I placed mine in them. His hand closed around mine as he lifted me gently from the bed.

I stared through the glass as the doctors attended to him. He looked so small and frail.

"Will he be okay?" I asked not removing my eyes from my baby.

"Of course, he would. The doctor assured me that he is receiving the best treatment the pack can offer at the moment." He said and my eyes watered.

"Thank you very much," I said in a whisper.

"It's no problem. You are my mate and therefore my responsibility." He said and I felt a tingling sensation in my stomach.

"I want to carry him." 

"Of course." He took me to the changing room and I cleaned myself and wore scrubs and hand gloves. He said it was necessary to keep the baby away from germs.

I stared at my baby. There was no doubt that I loved him. I looked at him and he nodded his head. Then I lifted my baby slowly from the incubator. He felt too small in my arms but I loved him nevertheless. He was too cute.

I can't believe that I carried this cutie in my stomach.

"He is so cute isn't he?"

"Yeah, he is, just like you." I felt my cheeks grow pink as I felt his hot breath over me.