Chapter 3

*Trisha's POV*

I awoke the next day and sat up on the bed as 

“Eve, open the door.” 

I heard my mother's voice and sniffed. When I finally opened the door, she walked in and hugged me. “Tell me, what's the problem?” She asked.

“I'm sorry, mother. I failed you.” I cried, holding her tight.

“I don't understand what you're saying, dear. Calm down and explain things to me. Tell me what actually happened.” She urged me.

I told her everything but I didn't tell her it was the Alpha I slept with. I don't want her going to the mansion the next day and putting herself at risk for me.

She pulled me in for a hug and patted my back. “It's okay. I'm grateful to the moon goddess that you're alive. I'm so sorry. If I had a job, you wouldn't be working in that club and going through this.” 

“No, mother, it's not your fault.” I hugged her tighter and sighed.

***

A few days later, I was back to work. I have decided to put whatever happened behind me and move on with my life. I have learned that life isn't always a bed of roses and not everyone is lucky, so I'd just make do with whatever it throws at me.

Whenever Alpha Oscar visited the club, I made sure to stay away from him and also avoid him so he wouldn't see me. It continued like this until I was no longer seeing him.

Maureen told me he had gone on a business trip and put his beta in charge of the pack. I was happy, at least I wouldn't see his face anymore.

3 months later, I began to notice changes in my body. It wasn't the usual changes a woman experienced when it was that time of the month. This was different and it always made me weak and nauseous.

Sometimes I would throw up and sleep off during my shifts. It became too much and not knowing what was wrong with me, I visited the pack doctor who ran a test on me and told me to come back for the results today.

Anxiety gnawed at me as I waited for her to bring the results. She came back with a sweet smile plastered on her face. When she was seated, she handed over the results to me.

“Congratulations, Miss. Trisha, you're 3 months pregnant.” She announced and my hand stopped mid air.

“Huh?” I blinked.

“You're pregnant.” She announced and I burst into a fit of laughter.

“You must be joking. Stop playing with me,” I laughed but her expression was serious. I took the results from her and glanced through them as tears rolled down my cheeks.

“No!” I screamed and burst into tears. “This can't be happening! I'm not pregnant. I can't be pregnant!” I cried and she tried to comfort me.

I was so ashamed of myself as I headed back home. No one needed to tell me who was responsible and I was not going to remain in this pack and turn into a subject of penury and mockery. Alpha Oscar will never accept me, so why bother? He tried paying me off because of that one night stand. Only the goddess knows what he would do if he realizes I'm pregnant for him.

No! I have to save myself, my unborn child and my mother.

I emptied my savings account and worked out traveling documents for me and mother. Mother was supportive and asked me to tell the father of my child but I refused and told her it'd be safe for my mental health if we left.

After I worked everything out, I quit my job as we boarded the next plane to Los Angeles.

 I'm starting my life afresh and away from all these heartbreakers. I looked through the window as the plane took off.

“Goodbye.” I muttered, hoping that this next phase of my life would be a good one.