My Mate's Tough Choice

Chapter 4

CELINE'S POV

“Are you okay?” Prince Alex queried, his tone carried so much concern.

I nodded affirmatively, since I was too afraid to speak. I did not expect such a cal reaction from him and now that I found the opposite, I wasn't sure how to react.

“I'm fine, Alpha,” I said, drawing backward and running away from the Alpha Prince.

I hurried to the garden, since I couldn't be caught off duty and I needed some space to be alone.

At the garden, I continued throwing up and I felt dizzier and weaker.

“It's obvious you're not fine,” u heard a thick male voice from behind me, and I jumped up, very startled.

“Prince Max,” I called softly. He had follow me down here.

“You know you can take the day off right?” He said, “my chambers do not need to be cleaned everyday. I barely live there.” He said.

I was already lost in his eyes and couldn't believe that he was spewing such nice words to me.

“Oh, no, but I couldn't,” I replied, “I must do my duties, like every other slave in the royal house.” I said, bowing my head and going towards the royal house.

I barely took two steps, before my blurry vision got even blurrier and then I eventually feel to the floor.

I could feel Prince Max’s arms picking me off the floor as the blue skies above me were spinning before me.

Couple of minutes later, I found myself in Prince Max's bed and when I realized, I was going to dive out of bed, when my eyes caught Max by his wardrobe, barechested.

He had just gotten out of the bath and was trying to get dressed. Max had nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

I was getting lost in his broad chest, chiseled abs and hard n*****s, when he caught my drooling gaze.

“Oh, great! You're awake.” He said.

“Uhm…” I couldn't reply.

“The healer assured me that you would be fine, you just needed enough rest for you and the baby.” Max said, very casually.

“Baby? What baby?” I probed.

Max turned around and looked confused for a minute.

“You're pregnant,” he announced, “do you not know that?” The confusion in his voice was as crystal as that on my face and in my heart, after I heard I was pregnant.

“Oh, no!” I exclaimed, “No, no, no!” tears flowed down my cheeks as his words replayed in my head.

“Common Celine, it's okay,” Prince Max came close to me and sat on the edge of the bed, beside me.

“I already spoke to my father, the Alpha, and you have relieved of all your maid duties,” Prince Max said, “at least for the period of your pregnancy.” He continued.

“The healer also said you'd be fine and look, you're stronger already.” Prince Max said.

I wish I was worried about having to do chores, but the cause of my tears was far from that.

For one second, I had made up my mind to stay far away from Liam and everything that had to do with that pack, and now, how was I supposed to do that, if I have to carry his child in my womb.

Alpha Liam is also a royal and royals we're not allowed to be raised away from their pack house, so I knew it was only a matter of time, before Alpha Ethel and Prince Max returned me to Liam's cruel custody.

I pulled myself out of bed and fell on my knees before Prince Max,

“Please don't let them take me back to NightWind pack,” I wept bitterly, clutching his legs.

“Whatever I have to do, I will, just don't let them take me back to NightWind pack, please,” I prayed for mercy.

“Hey, that's okay.” Prince Max picked me up from the floor and dusted my body.

“No one is saying anything about…” then he paused.

He walked to the wardrobe and got dressed and then stared at me.

“Let's take a walk,” Prince Max extended his hands. I was awed, as I could count the number if times anyone ever treated me nicely in all my twenty-one years of living.

I hurriedly followed him and one thing was certain, it turned out the best evening of my life.

Max was the sweetest person I ever did meet, and after Alex's death, I never assumed that I was going to get any niceness from anyone else in the world.

It was only a walk around the pack house, but it defined the words; peace and happiness to me in a hundred different ways.

“Thank you so much,” I appreciated, after arriving the door of Prince Max's chambers.

Max responded with a smile.

“As long as you're here, I promise, no one would be able to hurt you, or your child,” he said, “not even Liam.” Max added.

I was very aware that my next action would come off as inappropriate, but I couldn't hold myself back.

I took a few steps towards Max and threw me arms around his neck, squeezing him into a tight hug.

Max was very quick to reciprocate, and it became even more difficult to let go. It was as though there was a cord in my chest, attached to his.

After a few minutes, we slowly detached from the hug, but as I lifted my eyes, I realized that our faces were now barely a breath away from each other.

Max leaned in towards me and so did I, and in a matter of seconds, our lips were locked and smacking over each other.

This was the first time I was involved in any s****l actions that did not involve any coercion.

Prince Max opened the door, lifting me off the ground from my thighs and throwing my legs around his waist, as we continued to kiss.

The escalation was quick, but not unpleasant, as soon as the door closed behind us.