Chapter Four
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/-Serena-/
The word hit me like a bolt of lightning. “Pregnant?”
Since when? And how the hell could I now have known? I didn't remember showing any symptoms unless the occasional loss of appetite and swollen breasts.
Fuck, that was it right?
“How far gone, Doctor?” I asked, my heart racing with so many emotions I couldn't tell how I felt.
“Eight weeks,” came an immediate response.“With triplets,” he added, a small smile breaking through his professionalism.
“Triplets?” I whispered, my hand instinctively going to my stomach. Joy and disbelief bubbled up in my chest.
I was two months pregnant with triplets! And I didn't even notice. I wasn't vomiting or anything.
The doctor nodded. “You need to rest and take care of yourself. Carrying triplets can be demanding, and your health is critical for a safe pregnancy.”
I barely heard him, my thoughts consumed by the miracle growing inside me.
I was going to give Xander children! I couldn't even imagine his reaction when I told him! He would be so happy.
On the ride back to the mansion, I turned to Clara, my voice excited and anxious. “Don’t tell anyone about this. Not even Alpha Xander.”
Her brow furrowed in shock. “But Lady Serena—”
“Don’t worry, I'm not planning to hide it. I want to tell him myself,” I said, with a smile, my hand protectively over my stomach.
This was my chance. With these babies, maybe Xander will finally see me and love me back. These past few months we've been together, I'm certain there is no way he felt nothing for me.
That evening, I waited for Xander in the sitting room. Every tick of the clock felt like an eternity. I smoothed my dress for the hundredth time, rehearsing what I would say. The news of the pregnancy would be my bridge, my chance to tell him how I felt.
When I heard the door open and footsteps approaching, my heart leapt.
“Alpha Xander has returned,” a maid announced.
I stood, my knees trembling. This was it.
He was in his study when I entered, his tall frame bent over a stack of papers. He looked so dreamy, almost ethereal under the dim light.
“Alpha,” I began softly, stepping inside.
He looked up, his piercing violet eyes locking onto mine. “Serena.”
My heart fluttered. I have always loved how smoothly my name rolled off his lips. It was like a siren's call.
His voice sent shivers down my spine. “What is it?”
“I… I need to tell you something.” My hands fidgeted with the hem of my dress, betraying my nerves.
He leaned back in his chair, waiting.
“I’m pregnant,” I said, the words tumbling out before I could lose my nerve. “With triplets.”
For a moment, his icy mask cracked. His eyes widened, and a flicker of warmth softened his features.
“Triplets?” he repeated, almost as if he didn’t believe it. He was off his seat in a second, hurrying to me.
“Yes,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “I’m so happy, Xander. They’re ours.”
I was off the ground in the second and twirling in the air as he exclaimed, “Yessss! I knew you could do it! This is the best news I've heard in years!”
This was the first time I have ever seen Xander openly express himself and it was beautiful. He was beautiful, with that breathtaking smile of his.
“There’s more,” I continued, as he dropped me.
“Really? What is it? Tell me,” he urged.
My heart pounded in my chest; every beat, a deafening roar in my ears. “I need to tell you how I feel.”
The way his expression immediately changed startled me. The smile on his lips was replaced with a tight frown as his eyes dimmed in a warning glint.
I should have listened at that moment and aborted the damn mission but I decided to go on with it.
“I love you, Xander,” I confessed, my voice trembling. “I know it wasn’t supposed to happen, and I don't even know how it happened but I do. I feel the mate bond between us, and I can’t ignore it. I don’t want to.”
His silence stretched, heavy and suffocating.
Then he stood, his towering form casting a shadow over me.
“I promise you I am not making this up. We are mates and I know that if you give me a chance…”
“Stop,” he said coldly and my heart sank. “That's enough…”
I blinked, my breath hitching as tears clouded my eyes. “Xander, please—”
“I told you the rules,” he interrupted, his tone sharp and unyielding. “No feelings. No attachments. This was never meant to be more than an arrangement.”
“But I can’t control how I feel,” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes. “Please…”
“You will control it,” he said, his voice as cold as winter’s frost. “Because I do not feel the same for you and I don't want to. I will never accept your feelings so bury it.”
His words struck like a physical blow, and I staggered back, shaking my head in disbelief.
“How can you say that?” I choked out. “You felt it too. I know you did. Please Xander…”
I didn't care if I was crying now, I just couldn't take it. The pain was too much for me to bear.
“If the bond is the problem, then fine! I, Xander King, reject you, Serena Michaels as mate.”
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