All Chapters of Unexpected pregnancy with Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Olivia POVJust a few steps from the restroom was Layla’s room. As I exited earlier, the sound of a muffled cry caught my attention. It was coming from her room. My chest tightened and I had hurried down the corridor to the room.When I opened the door, my heart sank. Johnny, Zoe’s youngest son who was Layla's best friend, was perched on the edge of the bed, his tiny frame shaking as he cried. Layla, pale and fragile, lay unconscious on the hospital bed. Dr. Zoe, his mother, knelt beside him, whispering soothing words.“It’s okay, Johnny,” Zoe murmured, stroking his hair. “Layla’s strong. She’ll pull through.”Johnny turned as he heard the door creak open. His teary eyes met mine, and before I could say a word, he ran toward me and wrapped his small arms around my waist.“Olivia,” he sobbed, his voice cracking. “Is Layla going to die?”The weight of his question hit me like a punch to the gut. I knelt down, meeting him at eye level, and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.“No, J

Olivia POV The lingering warmth of the roast lamb on my tongue hadn’t yet faded when I noticed something odd. The staff member, who had been answering Ryan’s question about deliveries, kept stealing glances at me—no, not at me, at my stomach. My cheeks burned, and I fidgeted with the hem of my sweater, hoping he’d stop. But his gaze kept darting between Ryan and me, his expression a mixture of curiosity and excitement.Then, as if to confirm whatever assumptions he’d made, he straightened up and said, “Of course, subscribing to our online service means you’ll also receive recommendations for the latest maternal and child products every month.”Maternal and child products? What on earth?I froze, unsure whether to laugh, correct him, or disappear into the floor. Before I could decide, Ryan nodded coolly, as if the comment was perfectly normal, and added a few more lamb chops to the shopping cart.“Let’s try something else,” he said, steering the cart away without acknowledging my wide

Olivia's POVI sat on the edge of the couch, staring at my phone, the glow of the screen burning my eyes. Emily’s face was impossible to ignore. The picture made it seem like Ryan was holding her close, as though they were more than just acquaintances. A shiver ran through me, not from the coolness of the air, but from the sudden chill that seized my heart. I could barely breathe as the words under the image clawed at me, calling Emily Ryan’s chosen surrogate. The very thought of it made my stomach churn.How could this happen? I barely had time to process the information before my mind was flooded with flashes of the hospital toilet, Emily’s voice echoing in my head. "You will never be anything. I’ll be the one to carry Alpha Ryan's child. I'll be Luna." Those words felt like a slap across my face, reminding me that the truth was clear—there was no place for me in Ryan’s life. Not really. Not in the way that mattered. My head spun, my hands clammy as I scrolled through the endless c

Ryan POVI stared at Olivia's empty hand as she walked away. A strange feeling settled in my chest, an odd mix of regret and something else—something I couldn’t quite place. She was leaving, and while I felt sorry for her, there was this tiny, nagging sense of disappointment that I couldn’t shake. I had learned so much about her from the school records, how happy she was at camp, how she thrived there. It was rare, I thought, that someone like Olivia could find something they truly loved, something they excelled at. But now, that spark seemed to be fading, and I couldn’t help but feel responsible for it.I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, watching the space she’d just occupied, but eventually, I heard the low hum of voices from the meeting still going on behind me. I turned my attention back to the screen in front of me, trying to ignore the thoughts of Olivia that lingered in the back of my mind. My friends—well, they couldn’t see me, thanks to the settings I’d adjusted, but they co

Olivia POVThe warm water cascaded down my back, soothing and steady, as I ran my fingers through my damp hair. Each droplet seemed to wash away the haze of sleep, sharpening my senses for the day ahead. My thoughts drifted as I rubbed the soap against my skin, the faint scent of lavender enveloping me. I lingered, letting the steam fill the bathroom and momentarily forgetting the unfamiliarity of the packhouse.Pulling myself out of my reverie, I quickly rinsed off and wrapped myself in a towel. The chill of the air against my damp skin sent a shiver up my spine, urging me to hurry. I slipped on a light dress, one I hoped struck the balance between casual and presentable, and headed out.The soft clinking of utensils guided me to the dining area, where Alpha Ryan sat at the head of the table. His posture was relaxed yet commanding, a contrast that always left me slightly unsettled. “Good morning,” I greeted softly, sliding into the chair opposite him. It was a bit silly to greet him