Chapter Twelve: Four Weeks ALPHA COLTON"Did you hear me?" Shirley ferociously tailed me as I stomped out of the dining area, "I said I'm pregnant and you're just going to walk out on me?""What the hell do you expect me to do?" I whirled around snapping at her. Her jaws sagged dramatically as she stood stunned before me, her bewildered gaze searching my face. I fought to gain control of my emotions, the fury surging inside of me. My ragged breathing seemed to be a lot calmer as I got a glimpse of fear in her eyes. I released an audible sigh and moved back to her. Taking her both shoulders in a manner to soothe and calm us both, I chose to speak without any trace of anger in my tone, in my features. "Your sudden outbursts got me off guard. You will give me a little time to think things through." "No!" She broke from my touch, her face hardened all over again, "You had all the time to think a few months ago. You promised we'll be getting married only after Allison is gone, what c

ALLISON KEELERThere was nothing but a scowl on Faye's bewildered face.My eyes were wide in bewilderment as they drifted from my sodden uniform to Alpha Grimsby's sodden shirt. I dared not meet his gaze. He was planted before me, glowering at me in a manner that would have dropped me lifeless if looks could kill. My breath hitched in my throat, my tongue got cleaved to the roof of my mouth, and my lips quivered as I scanned my frozen brain on what to say. On how to apologize. "Don't you fuckin' have what to say?" Faye snapped and her lips quirked in annoyance. "I am so..."Whatever else I had to say died inside of me as a heavy blow sent me across to the wall. I dropped to the floor with pain seizing my body. If hitting me that hard hurt his knuckles, Alpha Grimsby didn't show. His annoyance took the best of his emotions. My eyes dropped on Phoebe who remained stricken with fear by the doorway. She was on her knees with her head solemnly bowed forward. Alpha Grimsby turned back

ALLISON KEELER "You're the miracle we've prayed all our lives for." Phoebe's broad smile illuminated her face and lit up the hall. She stood beside me with her face flushed and her hair neatly swept into a nice bun. "A miracle?" I asked my eyes on the rest of the girls coming into the hall. I waved back at a few girls who were nice enough to wave my way. After a while, Mr. Smith's staff reverberated to the hall making the babbles ebb. Liv sauntered in beside Mr. Smith with smugness plastered on her face. She found a spot in the array of girls and fixed herself. "Allison Keeler!" Was the first thing Mr. Smith said as he stood before us. I raised my hand but remained right where I stood amongst the girls. "Alpha Grimsby seeks to speak with you." He spoke deeply with a hint of scorn in his tone, "Maybe this will teach you to stop running your mouth!" I didn't wait for his next words, I headed towards the door. "Hold you right there," he barked behind me, "What gave y

ALLISON KEELER "Where is it?" Faye's head snapped at us the second Matt led me through the door. We were on the outskirts of town in an enormous building that smelt of some foul herbs intermingled with the sweet scent of rosemary oil from the colored candles burning with a bright glow. "Here!" Matt skipped to Faye, stretching out the Ziploc bag her way. It wasn't until I noticed Karla behind Faye did I realize what this was about. My gaze shifted from Karla back to Faye. They swapped grimaces and broke forth into condescending laughs. "Let the lowly runt bring it to the sacred altar," Faye instructed, moving away with Karla whispering something to her. "It's filth, I can't touch it," I spoke quietly, unsure if they heard me. "Don't," Matt mouthed my way. "Did she say something?" Karla asked, turning back at me. "She was only talking to me, Luna" Matt smiled nicely at Karla before he shot me a shut-the-hell-up glare "I'll wait in the car." My legs started towards th

ALLISON KEELER"Have you been crying?" Phoebe asked when I joined the table for lunch. The day went suddenly gloomy for me, not even the smiles on the faces of the girls who looked overjoyed and pleased to be fed lunch for the first time could lighten my heart. "Mr. Smith lied about always feeding us from his pocket," Evelyn, the girl beside me murmured, "Truth is, he's been pocketing our feeding allowances."All the babbles didn't help with my headache. I wanted to go away to where I would have some serenity, to where I could think, really think on what was of importance at the moment. But I couldn't leave. I felt so lightheaded that I feared I would pass out if I didn't force something down my throat. My hands flew back to my tummy. If I was pregnant. Colton was the father of my baby. Fear rose and died in the hollow of my soul. He was never going to want us. I caught myself, it wasn't going to serve me. These hurtful thoughts were never going to serve me. Phoebe helped me pou