CH. 5 THE FUTURE

NORA’S POV

As I walked up the hill towards the beautiful mansion, guided by Alicia's intimidating bodyguards, my heart pounded hard in my chest. The rumors surrounding this place were wild, but here I was about to find out the truth. We entered the lavish living room, adorned with elegant furniture and artifacts from around the world. There, standing in the center of it was a doctor.

"Welcome, Nora. I am Doctor Laura, I will be in charge of the whole process," she greeted me with a smile. "I assume you are ready for this life-changing opportunity?"

I nodded, although I was scared, and this all felt surreal. I had to do it to earn my freedom back. "Yes, I am. Let's do this."

"Come with me," she said, leading me to one of the many expensive couches in the living room and handed me a pen and a thick paper.

"That's the contract; you can go through it if you want," she said and took a seat on the couch, and I sat down on the three-seater couch in front of her. I opened the pen with my mouth and glanced briefly through the contract. Even if there were some terms I knew I wouldn't like, I couldn't change them, so I skipped to the last page and signed it.

"Here," I said, handing the contract back to her. She collected it with a smile and got up from the couch.

"Since this is done, I think it's time for the other part, but first, you have to take a shower," she said and led me up the grand stairs of the mansion. I couldn't help but look around; it was my first time being in such a luxurious place.

"This room should do," she said as she stopped in front of the second room in the hallway and pushed it open. I strolled into the fine room, looking around at the beautifully arranged bed and the sunlight coming in from the window.

"You have five minutes to get ready; I will go get my tools," she said and shut the door behind me as I fully entered the room. I walked into the pristine bathroom, took off my dirty clothes in a hurry, and turned on the shower to let the hot water soothe my nerves.

I finished washing myself up and took a towel from the top cabinet, wrapping it around my chest before walking out of the room. Just as I was about to head to the closet, Dr. Laura walked into the room, wearing a lab coat that screamed authority. Her eyes were calculating as she placed her toolbox on the nightstand.

"Ready?" her voice was almost too casual, as if she was about to perform a mundane task instead of something that would forever change my life. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yeah, as ready as I will ever be."

I climbed onto the bed in my bath towel and lay there with my eyes on her.

She gave me a curt nod, adjusting the gloves on her hands before rummaging through the tray filled with a dizzying array of tools. I watched her, my grip on the edges of the bed tightening as she retrieved a bottle filled with clear liquid.

"What's that?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Dr. Laura glanced at me, a slight smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "It's a cocktail of sedatives. I heard you are wolfless, which means you are weak. We wouldn't want you to feel any discomfort during the procedure now, would we?"

I swallowed hard, suddenly second-guessing my decision. But I had come too far to turn back now. She injected the sedative into my arm, and I felt warmth in my body, filling my senses and making my limbs feel heavy. I blinked, trying to fight back the drowsiness that crept over me like a fog. She wasted no time, swiftly moving between my legs, her hand a blur of movement as I watched through half-opened eyes and passed out.

One month later,

The pain seared through my body, piercing me like a hundred tiny knives. I looked down at my stomach, clutching it tightly as blood trickled down my thigh.

"Fuck! Fuck!" I shouted, the pain and fear fueling my words. In an instant, the door to the shower burst open, and Leo, the cherished Alpha's cousin, along with maids, rushed to my side. Without hesitation, Leo enveloped me in a towel to cover my nudity.

"Nora, what the hell happened?" Leo asked in concern, his eyes darting over my trembling form.

I struggled to catch my breath, each gasp causing more pain. "I...I fell," I managed to choke out through the haze of agony. "Is something wrong, Leo? Please, help me! I think I might lose the embryo!"

"We're getting you to the hospital now!" Leo commanded.

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My head throbbed as I heard beeping sounds, and I opened my eyes to see that I was in a hospital room. I sat up on the bed and looked around the enclosed room. I hated the smell of the hospital, and I had no idea if I had lost Alicia's embryo.

A doctor walked into the room, his eyes focused and alert. "You're awake," he said.

"Yeah, what seems to be the problem? Did I lose the embryo? An embryo was planted inside me, and..." he cut in.

"I know, I'm a doctor, I saw it," he replied.

"But what happened? Why was I bleeding?" I asked with a frown.

He strolled over to me on the bed and adjusted the blanket on my body. "You are pregnant, four weeks pregnant, ma'am," he said. "But it seems that the embryo has accepted your body. The bleeding may have been caused by the fall, but the baby is still intact." I didn't know how to feel; it all felt strange and new.

Five days later,

My head was spinning as I stumbled into the dark living room, feeling hot and dizzy after gulping down the orange juice Leo gave me. I knew I shouldn't have trusted him, but I couldn't bring myself to doubt his intentions. I struggled to the three-seater couch and collapsed on it. And then, out of nowhere, Leo barged into the house, holding a stumbling, drunk Alpha George.

Alpha George's bloodshot eyes scanned the room, and suddenly, his intimidating gaze landed on me. He stumbled over, his words slurring as he asked Leo, "Who is this pretty damsel in the damn mansion? And what the heck is she doing here?"

Leo, always quick on his feet, shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh, her? Don't worry, bro, she is just my girlfriend."

George's drunken laughter echoed through the room. "Your girlfriend? No fucking way! You always bring home some random girls. Why would this one be any different?" My heart clenched as his words hit me like a punch in the gut, although I wasn't really his girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, Nora," Leo said with apologetic eyes and slung George's arm over his shoulder, guiding his drunken brother up the stairs. I clenched my fists and pushed myself off the couch. I stumbled up the stairs and fumbled towards my room. The hallway was dark, and I cursed under my breath; the throbbing pain in my head intensified.

Finally reaching my room, I swung the door open and entered, only to crash right into something solid, with a loud thud, I found myself sprawled across the bed, tangled in the sheets. "Darn it!" I cursed, rubbing my sore shoulder.

A gruff voice filled the darkness. "Alicia, is that you?"

I froze, fear coursing through my veins as I realized I had stumbled into someone else's room, and it was none other than—Alpha George's room.

"I-I'm sorry," I stammered, struggling to find my voice. "I...I didn't mean to intrude. It's just...chaos downstairs." The words that came out of my mouth didn't make any sense, and I felt his hand on my face. Before I knew it, he crashed his lips onto mine and started kissing me aggressively, as his soft lips rubbed against mine, making my heartbeat faster, I could taste the alcohol in his tongue, so I pursed my lips and hit him lightly on the chest, struggling to get him off me.

I stopped hitting him as I couldn't help but feel attracted to him; his touch was doing things to my body, making my body tremble with need and filling me with butterflies in my stomach. His desperate tongue assaulted my mouth, and his hand moved down to my thigh.

His large, rough hands were touching me in places I had never been touched before. I was feeling things I didn't think possible, a burning desire building inside me. The feel of his warm hands on my bare skin was making my whole body heat up. His hands moved to the side of my neck, his thumbs gently stroking the skin at the top of my breasts.

"Oh, Alicia, I love you, I thought you were still mad at me, but it turns out you're no longer mad at me?" He breathed, his hot breath blowing against the wetness he had just kissed. I felt awful hearing him call me another woman's name, but the alcohol in my system and the heat in my body made it impossible to think clearly. I couldn't wait for him to fuck me.

He removed his lips from mine and moved to kiss down my neck. I groaned loudly as I felt him suck on my collarbone, his tongue licking at the skin as he continued to nip and suck. My hands were shaking, so I dug my fingers into the back of his shirt, pulling him closer.

His hand slid from the outside of my knee, slowly and teasingly sliding up my thigh and pushing it between my legs, his thumb rubbing over the soft material of my underwear. "You are so sexy, I'm gonna make you feel good."

I couldn't stop the gasp that left my lips, the feeling of him touching me and the words leaving his lips made my whole body tingle. My body was on fire, and his touch was the gasoline. He moved his hands up and gripped the top of my underwear, pushing them down over my ass and down my legs.

I lay back on the bed, and he crawled up my body, hovering over me, his head between my legs. I felt his hot breath on my thigh, and my heart was beating so fast I could hear the pounding in my ears. I let out a breath, my chest rising and falling with each inhale. His tongue was flat and soft as he licked from the top of my lips all the way up to my clit.

"Mmm...you taste so sweet," he moaned, licking and sucking at my pussy. I couldn't help but groan at the sensations he was causing. His tongue flicked my clit, over and over again, and he brought his thumb to my entrance, pushing the digit into my body. My back arched, and I was panting, the feeling was amazing, and I had never experienced so much pleasure before.

I moaned loudly, his tongue working wonders on my clit and his finger sliding in and out of me. I could feel the pressure building in the pit of my stomach.

 "I'm close," I groaned, my breathing becoming more erratic, and my hips were bucking up against his tongue. He added a second finger and pumped them faster and harder into me, his tongue flicking my clit furiously. I threw my head back as the feeling in my stomach increased, and I screamed as the waves of pleasure washed over me. My body was trembling, and my chest was rising and falling, coming down from the height.

George moved his head up and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. I opened my eyes and looked at him, seeing him above me with a smug smile on his face.

 "Good?" he groaned out a question.

"Great," I laughed.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. "Are you ready for the main event, baby girl?" he whispered.

I nodded, and he kissed my lips, his tongue slipping inside and exploring every inch of my mouth.