Chapter 3

The Discovery

You are not staying?" The Alpha says, getting up, just another wave rocks through me -- what the hell?

"Might I suggest a brief walk or few minutes of your time?" Stephan says.

"I'll rather not, excuse me." I say, walking to my room, knowing I am leaving this hell hole first thing in the morning.

"Katherina, wait." Stephen says, and I jolt backwards.

"Hayley, that's my name, do not make the mistake again. What do you want?"

He grins and says "World domination sounds nice, but I will settle for a Skyline with my name on it, and of course for you to die."

I stare at him, then behind him when I see Scarlette walking toward us, with a similar look. I watch as they kiss, and basically dry hump each other, I am going to puke.

"I would have settled for you leaving, but Step obviously has a better idea." She says, and I feel conered.

"Your existence is a threat, and we would like to erase that threat, permanently." He says, and I am frozen in fear, not that I will let them see it.

"I am going to San Francisco tommorow, so you guys can fuck off." I say, head high, and they laugh.

"Is there a problem, Miss Hayley?" I hear, and see River standing few steps away. I watch Scarlette and Stephan glare at him.

"No, they were just leaving." I say, walking to my room, with River behind me, and a pounding heart.

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I spill my guts into the toilet bowl, feeling exhausted. I spent all morning vomiting, what the hell, perhaps it is the change in environment reacting to my body.

I hear a knock, rinse my face, and tighten my rope before opening the door, only to see the Alpha.

"Can you join Vee and I in less than thirty minutes?" He asks, with a smile, and I sigh, nodding.

"Are you okay, Katherina?" He asks, and I smile.

"I am, I will be there in a few minutes." I say, and true to my words, I walk downstairs less than thirty minute later.

"Hi." I say relieved that Scarlette, her mother and her insane boyfriend are not here.

"You look beautiful as always Kate." Viola says, as we I sit beside her, there's always a certain way she looks at me.

"How are you?" Alpha asks, and I shrug.

"I am sorry that we tried to force Stephan on you, we are just looking out for you." He says, and I roll my eyes.

"Looking out for me, by trying to force a stranger on me, a stranger that Scarlette has fucked, pardon my french."

He says nothing, so I continue.

"Look, try to see this from my perspective. My whole life is a lie, I find out my biological parents are Werewolves, making me one too, and not to mention my supposed Mother hates me, and has chosen Scarlette to be her daughter. Stephan, the man you want me to marry is with her, and there have some diabolical plan for world domination."

"This has been good, but I am going back to San Francisco tomorow morning. I need to see my Parents and best friend, need to go back to work, I am a Literature teacher, amongst other things, not like you asked."

"I feel like there's something, actually, a lot of things you are hiding that I don't know about. Sincerly, I do not not even want to know, I am going back home, we can share gifts at Christmas, and post cards."

Viola stares at me with tears in her eyes making me frown "Kate -- "

"My name is Hayley, and I don't want to be an asshole, but I feel like shit, been puking all through nights, and now, I am exhausted."

"I could take you to the Pack doctor." Alpha says, and I shake my head.

"I just need to take a walk."

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I wrap my hands around myself as I walk through the streets, feeling tired and shitty.

"Hey, you Alpha new daughter?" I hear, and see three women staring at me.

"Who's asking?" I frown at them.

"Just concerned people, this place is no home for you, darling. You should fuck off." The man says.

"Why not take your own advice, and fuck off?" I sneer, and they back off.

I find my way to Bree's Cafe, and enter, noticing the beautiful decor, and amazing aesthetics.

"Hayley." She beams from the counter, and I walk to her, ignoring the hateful looks thrown my way.

"How are you?" She says, and I lean against the counter.

"Exhausted." I say, then catch the sniff of cakes that always makes me happy but now triggers my puke system.

"Restroom?" I rush out, and she gestures.

"Fuck." I yell as I spill my guts, wondering what the fuck is going on? Did I eat something, Do I have food poisioning.

"Sorry." She says, and hands me lemon juice.

I drink it slowly, resting on the wall, wondering how my life went off the rails.

"So who is the lucky guy?" She says, and I straighten.

"What?"

"The lucky guy, you are pregnant." She says, and I freeze, my brain going into override.

"You didn't know, I am sorry, Hayley."

I nod, words failing me, remembering the one night stand, and the pill I took too late.

"Could you get me a pregnancy test, please?" I say, sniffing.

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I am pregnant. I am pregnant. I am pregnant for a man whose face I do not remeember.

"You could go to the Hospital, do an actual test." Bree says, handing me the coffee, and I smile at her kindness.

"No, I am pregnant, I had a one night stand with this guy over a week ago, isn't too fast to know that I am pregnant?"

"Girl, you are a werewolf now, your body is coming to terms with your true nature, your senses are heightened and everything else in between."

"Oh okay." I nod, wondering what I will do."

"I'm keeping the baby, I am having a baby." I say, placing my hands on my stomach.

"You should rest, eat, sleep, and think properly before you fly out to San Francisco." She says, and I catch a bit of sadness in her words, she doesn't want me to go.

"Thank you Bree, you are a good friend." I say, and she smiles.

The walk home is filled with me wondering if it is a boy or a girl, I am twenty-eight years old, not too young or old to be a mother, this child will be my center.

I think back to the man I slept with, with nothing to remember him, but his voice, perhaps I will remember the night.

I smile at River, and walk into the mansion. River has never left my side, always there, and it is comforting, to know I have a friend.

I hear loud voices, and frown, quicken my step, only to stop when I see group of people, both men and women, staring at me, with my Dad in the middle, and Viola by his side.

My eyes widen "Oh hi, I am just gonna go."

So, this is the infamous daughter." I hear, then stop.

"She does has his blue eyes, and her hair." A man says, and I look at them, staring at me like I am an animal placed on an alter.

"Have you no maners, child?" Another woman spits, and I resist the urge to laugh. A pregnant woman is not someone you should annoy.

"Excuse me Dad, Vee." I say, about to walk away when I catch a glance at the man sitting beside Dad, I notice his chair is a bit higher.

There is something about him, he looks a bit familiar. I walk away, wondering how these people can be so ru --

"Hayley." I hear, and look back to see him, standing before me.

"Hi?" I frown, looking at him, noticing the silence in the room. He is taller, huge, with alluring green eyes.

"Running again?" He says, and I frown.

"I am not someone easily forgotten." He says, but I drop my bags, as a certain urge rushes through me.

"Heat." I gasp out, looking at Dad, and Vee, who have shocked look on their faces.

He grunts, and nudges my face to his, mine meeting his glowing green eyes.

"Mate." He says, and I fall backwards, everything going black.

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Where am I? I get up from the Kingsized bed, and walk out of the large bedroom, into a larger sitting room.

"I see you are awake." I hear, and risk whiplash with how fast I turn backwards. It's him, standing in the doorway.

"Running again?" He says, and there's a bit of crazy in his eyes.

"Who are you, and what am I doing here?"

"I am Roman Dante Lysander, the Lycan King of New York." He says, and I frown.

"Come, Rose, you need to sit." He says, taking my hands in his, and leads me to hs couch which I am sure is my entire years' salary.

"I am Katherina Hayley, not Rose." I say, and he frowns.

"You really do not remember the night we spent together." He states and I say nothing, not letting my shock show. He is the one, and I am pregnant with his child.

"The Lycan King? I thought Dad was the Alpha, what do you mean you are the King?" I ask.

"I am not just a Werewolf, but a Lycan, we are a different and most powerful specie. We chose to live amongst Wolves, and have made a home here. I rule the New York's Lycans."

"Oh, that's cool." I say, and he laughs.

"You don't remember me, Rose." He says, his hands on my cheek, and there's a falsh of memory, skin on skin, me screaming out his name.

My eyes widen and he laughs.

"I can refresh your memory." He says, leaning into me, but I push him back.

"What am I doing here, I am leaving for San Francisco in the morning." I say, and he glares at me.

"No, you are not. You are my mate, and I will be damned if I let you out of my sight." He says, and I stare at him, then decide to drop the bomb, in hopes it will scare him off.

"I am pregnant."