Seven

Three weeks had passed since Ziah's rejection and I was at a loss I was so miserable by the same man who had unlocked my heart and soul every night I wet my pillow with tears and even when I tried to be strong they found their way and trickled down my cheek I felt a squeezing heart and was sad and tired

Olivia begged me to be strong because crying and not eating we're not good for the baby. also rumours began to spread when the other girls who have been jealous as fuck stopped seeing Ziah.

Some claimed that he had found his mate and I was now used goods some said there was another establishments with hotter girls where he was getting premium satisfaction and they said all of those words to spite me

but that was the least of my worries it was virtually impossible to terminate a pregnancy as a werewolf especially with my weak Omega blood I knew the consequences of trying to get rid of the baby my body would revolt against me and I could even die

the only solution I had was to eithe