Chapter 1

Beatrice

“Congratulations, Madam Beatrice. You're nine weeks pregnant,” my heart skipped a bit and excitement overwhelmed me the moment the doctor announced the test result I took in the hospital. 

My body trembled slightly and I stared at the door speechless for a while, unable to come up with the right words to say to the doctor. 

After five years of marriage with my husband, Ethan, I was finally pregnant with my child. My joy knew no bounds when I found out about it. 

Although I have been having symptoms of pregnancy for the past five years in marriage, none of them were positive except this one. 

Even though Ethan didn't say it, I could tell that my Ethan had given up. He loved me dearly despite my challenges. Finally, I would be addressed by my child's name. I'm going to be a mother soon. 

“Please say something, ma'am,” the doctor said and I snapped out of my thoughts. 

“Are you sure of what you're saying, doctor?” I asked anxiously, and he nodded his head. 

“Yes, ma'am. Check it out yourself,” he said and stretched the results at him.  

Bead of tears rolled down from my eyes upon reading the content of the results. I couldn't hold back the tears that gushed out of my eyes as I saw the positive sign that was boldly written at the top of the result. 

I was used to seeing negative signs but for the first time, I was seeing positive signs. I couldn't believe that after five years of endurance and suffering, I was finally pregnant. 

Although my mate, Ethan, never disturbed me about getting pregnant, his parents wouldn't stop frustrating me. I faced a lot of humiliation and embarrassment because I couldn't give birth to a child, who they claimed would be Ethan's heir. 

“Please don't forget to come to the…” I interrupted him before he could complete his statement. 

“Thank you very much, doctor,” I said and rushed out of the hospital, heading to where I needed to be, the pack house. 

I needed to return home and tell my husband that I'm finally pregnant and he would be a father very soon. We would become parents. Ethan needed to know that I was carrying his unborn child inside of me. 

My heart pounded heavily with excitement as I strode into the pack house, clenching to the result like my life depended on it. I couldn't wait to present the result to him. After so many years of being together, I have finally conceived and had his child inside of me. 

I couldn't help but wonder how excited he was going to be to find out that he would soon become a father. 

“Where is the Alpha?” I asked the guard, who was passing by. 

“He's in his chamber, my lady,” the guard responded and bowed his head left then without sparing a glance at me. 

A bright smile beamed on my face as I walked into his chamber. “Ethan?” I called out and looked around with a confused look on my face. 

I gulped down into nothing as he walked out of the bedroom shirtless. He looked so hot and muscular. It was hard for me to resist looking at him. 

He was going to be the father of my unborn child very soon. We are going to be parents soon. 

“Why are you here, Beatrice? I wasn't expecting you,” he said in an indifferent tone and I arched my eyebrows.

I assumed he was stressed out and that was why he was addressing me in such a manner. 

Why did he have someone else's scent on him? My heart skipped a bit as the thought crossed my mind but I shoved the thought away because of the trust I had for him. 

“I have good news for you,” I said and brought the paper from my back. 

“What is that?” He asked and I stretched the paper at him. 

“You're pregnant?” He exclaimed in shock upon reading the content of the letter. 

I was expecting him to scream out with excitement and rushed me with kisses upon reading the results but he didn't. 

“What is this?” He asked and I frowned. 

“What does that look like to you? That's a pregnancy test result. I'm pregnant, Ethan,” I said and waved my hand with a bright smile beaming on my face. 

“Pregnant for me?” he asked and chuckled ridiculously. 

I thought he was joking but he wasn't judging from his countenance which was cold and fierce. But why? Shouldn't he be happy that I was pregnant? Isn't that what we've always wished for? Why is he acting indifference? 

“After all these years, how did you get pregnant now?” He asked and slammed the paper on the floor. 

“What do you mean by that?” I asked with a frown on my face. My heart was beating rapidly and beads of sweat were forming on my forehead with different thoughts flowing in my mind. 

“You don't deserve to ask me that question. You got pregnant all of a sudden after all these years of being barren. How do you want me to believe you?” He asked and hissed. 

“I don't know what you're talking about,” I said and walked toward him with my hands trembling in fear. 

“You should take the pregnancy test results to the rightful owner of that child instead of me. The child is not mine,” he said dominantly and I found myself swallowing the lump in my throat. 

For the first time in my life, I felt the whole world crumble against me. I wasn't myself. I felt weak and emotionless. I could barely get myself. 

“How could you?” I asked with an angry look on my face. 

“Isn't this what you've always wanted?” I asked 

“This is what I've always wanted until you decided to go and sleep with someone else. You can't pin this pregnancy on me.”

“I'm not trying to pin any…” he interrupted abruptly. 

“Someone else is pregnant for me. And for your information, I'm going to marry her,” He said and I gasped out in shock. 

My vision got blurry as tears began to gather at the corner of my eyes because of those hurtful words he said to me. 

Not only did he deny being the father of our unborn child but he also claimed someone else was pregnant for him. 

“That's a lie. You're just trying to run away from the responsibility of being a father,” I yelled and punched him on the shoulder repeatedly. 

He stared at me emotionlessly and pushed me away without sparing a second glance at me. My heart beat raced rapidly as he spoke up. 

“You think I'm lying. Can you please come out baby?” He said in a loud tone and the door to his bedroom creaked open followed by the presence of a female figure, who walked out majestically. 

My eyes widened in shock and a soft gasp left my lips as my gaze landed on the person, who came out of his bedroom half naked. 

She was only putting on a towel and pink panties. 

I wouldn't have been this shocked if it wasn't someone I knew but the person he was talking about was my best friend , Eleanor. 

Sometimes the person you trust turns out to be the person who wants to bring you down. But why? It doesn't hurt to be stabbed from behind unless you see the person who was holding the knife. 

She talked about having the symptoms of pregnancy but she wouldn't tell me anything whenever I ask who was responsible for the pregnancy. She kept saying I'll find out soon. Does that mean she had been meeting with my Alpha? 

“What are you doing here, Eleanor?” I asked, fighting the tears that threatened to pour from my eyes. 

She hissed and walked away to meet my Alpha, Ethan. “I'm in my soon-to-be husband's house, what do you think?” she asked and stroked his chin gently. 

“How could you, Eleanor? I trusted you and brought you from trash yet this is how you're going to pay me,” I said and she grunted. 

“Spare me that shit. It's your choice to trust me but it's not my fault that he chose me over you. Why don't you go and meet the charming prince who got you pregnant?” Eleanor asked. 

I won't cry. I fought back the tears that gathered at the corner of my eyes, threatening to pour at any time. My heart burned with an excruciating pain but I managed to put on a smile despite the heartbreak I was experiencing. 

I couldn't believe that I lost my husband and mate to someone I trusted and took care of her as my sister, not even a friend yet she ended up betraying me. 

I shouldn't have trusted her. I shouldn't have trusted him. He got her pregnant and rejected mine because of the feeling he had for her despite what we've been through in the past. 

I looked away and turned to Ethan, who was watching the scene between two friends with a cold look on his face. 

I moved closer to him, ignoring her presence. I pushed her away before she could stop me from getting closer to him. He was angry at me for my actions but I didn't care. 

“Why? Why are you doing this?” I asked and grabbed his shirt. He pushed me roughly and I crashed hard on the floor with a heavy thud. 

“I told you earlier. I won't accept that pregnancy because the child inside of you is not mine. I can't have a bastard as my child.”

“But that's not the issue. What if others like your family find out that you got pregnant out of wedlock?” He asked and crouched closer to me. He chuckled when he noticed how terrified I was. 

That was the last thing I would want to happen. I would be doomed if he refuses the pregnancy and my family finds out about it. I was treated as garbage in my family because I got my wolf and mate late. 

“Please don't do this,” I said and he chuckled softly. He tried to walk away but I held his trouser firmly. 

“You should let go of him, whore,” my supposed friend, Eleanor, cursed at me and kicked my hand away from his trouser. 

I whined in pain and held my stomach firmly. The tears that I have been holding poured down from my eyes freely as I watched them leave into

the bedroom and lock the door on my face. 

The sound of their moaning was the last thing I heard before darkness enveloped me.