Two

Kyra flinched in fear before gathering herself together. She wiggled her hands together in nervousness and nodded, “Y… Yes dad, he is my mate and I'm pregnant for him."

She was not supposed to say that last part now. She was supposed to tell Tristan the news first.

Kyra felt cold sweat drip down her back as the whole place became quiet. She felt Tristan stiffen behind her and her father who was standing in front of her was now looking at her like he was about to kill her. All she could see in his eyes was anger, hatred and disgust.

“You are pregnant for this bastard." his voice was cold and quiet as he pointed at Tristan who had now stepped out from behind her. He was not asking her, his words were more of a statement that held venom.

“Y.. yes" she nodded

“Did you just say that you are pregnant with my child?”

Kyra turned to look at Tristan with a wide smile that became shaky and finally fell from her face when she saw his expression. He was not looking happy. Far from it, he was looking at her with what? Disdain? No, maybe she was seeing it wrong. She was scared of her father and his presence was affecting everything. Yes, that was it

“Yes, I'm carrying your child, Tristan. You have always wanted an heir, I am going to give you one in a few months time." Her hands separated and she placed them on her stomach that was still flat with a shaky smile.

Tristan's eyes followed the movement of her hands that was now on her stomach before he doubled over with laughter. The sound was harsh, mocking and cruel to her ears.

“T…Tristan," her voice was shaky as she called his name, "Are you okay?” her heart was already thundering against her ribcage in fear.

Her father was now pacing around in the room. The room was quiet except for the sound of Tristan's laughter, her father's foot against the floor as he paced to and fro and her harsh and uneven breathing.

After some time, Tristan stopped laughing as looked at her from head to toe in ridicule, “You think you are good enough to bear an heir for me? Stop being delusional. You think I would be here with you if it wasn't because I wanted to use you to make your father angry?” When Kyra's eyes widened at his words and blood drained from her face leaving her white as snow, he scoffed and continued, "Please, don't act surprised. You should have seen this coming. Who wants to be with someone like you? Your father is my worst enemy but you think that because the moon goddess was foolish enough to mate the two of us together I will suddenly forget about all of that? No wonder your father hates you. You are so stupid and gullible. You can as well flush it out because no one wants it. Or do you want it, Ezekiel?” Tristan turned to ask her father with his lips curled up in a smirk.

Ezekiel's face contorted with anger and he signaled his men who had been standing behind him and waiting for his instructions. “Grab him!"

Tristan put two hands in his mouth and blew a loud whistle and in a few seconds, armed men began to jump into the room through Kyra's open window to stand behind him.

Kyra stood in shock as she watched everything unfold before her. She felt like she was in a dream and prayed that she would wake up soon. The same man who was confessing his love to her minutes ago, the man she thought she would spend the rest of her life with, a man whose child she was carrying just told her that he has been using her just to get back at her father?

Everything was for his sick hatred which he had for her father? Those late nights, those sneaking out to have fun, those confessions and slow and hard making was all to get her pregnant and leave her because he wanted to use her to get back at her father?

He even had his guards with him? Who is to say that he did not know of her pregnancy already since his doctor was the one who tested and confirmed her pregnancy? She had gone to his doctor because she did not want her father's doctor to tell her father the news of her pregnancy before she had time to do so herself. She has asked Tristan's doctor not to tell him!

Oh, what a big fool she was. He must have known and even alerted her father of his presence just so that he would end everything now that he has gotten what he wanted.

He had been sneaking in for years now so why did her father find out today of all days and she was sure that this was his first time coming to see her with his men.

Kyra's knees buckled under her and she collapsed to the ground as an overwhelming pain surged up deep inside her and bubbled up to fill her heart. She couldn't breathe properly. She wanted to die at this moment.

She could not hear anything and she did not know what was happening but she could feel the tension in the room. She felt herself being grabbed from the ground by Tristan who used her to shield himself when her father's men charged towards him and his men.

She was like a puppet as he moved her from here to there and finally threw her away to escape through the window with his men. Her father's men followed them out but her father remained behind.

Kyra stared unseeing as his feet appeared before her eyes. Her head was bent as she stared at his shoes with blurry eyes. She could feel his harsh glare above her and she was too ashamed and scared to look up at him for fear of what she would see in his eyes.