My Ex-Mate Wants Me Back

Chapter 3

KATHERINE

I felt a throbbing pain in my head as I peeled my eyes open. I looked around the dimly lit room and immediately knew where I was. Why was I here?

Then the memories of what happened suddenly rushed into my mind. My bones had contorted and cracked out of place then I felt dizzy. That was all I could remember. What had caused that anyway? I wondered.

At first, it felt like I was shifting, but it didn't seem that way later.

The room suddenly brightened up and a doctor walked in. As the brightness of the light stabbed at my eyes, I felt my bones twisting again. Within a few minutes of writhing on the bed, I felt drained out of energy.

My throat was sore. Was it poison? The doctor was saying something but I couldn't hear. Then came the sharp pain between my thighs and I almost passed out.

It felt like something was trying to force its way out of me, between my legs. I felt a hot pool of liquid snake down my thighs and I gasped in shock when I looked down. Blood!

I was bleeding. Different thoughts competed for attention in my head and my brain went all jumbled up with them.

"What's happening, doctor?" I managed to ask.

The pain in my throat intensified with the little effort of speaking.

The doctor looked a little panicked and that accelerated my heartbeat. He wasn’t helping matters.

"You need to calm down. You're in a very critical condition. I know it may sound weird but you are in labor. You've been like this since yesterday." He went on, "I haven't seen a case like this before. The fetus is just four months old, so I don't understand why this is happening. But I assure you that I'll do the best I can to help you."

Labor? Did he say yesterday? I had spent a day here? How was I in labor when I had only just discovered that I was pregnant yesterday? My mind went blank as another wave of pain rushed through my stomach. I felt something rumbling around me.

"Doctor, please help me!" I cried. "Where's my husband?"

His expression changed. "I sent word to the Alpha, but he… he said he was too busy with pack affairs to attend to a trivial case like this."

It felt as if my heart shattered into tiny shards. Why did I think he would care if I died or not? He would be more than happy to see me gone.

My heart squeezed with pain. Why did I have to fall into labor today? Why was all these happening all at once? It was more than I could handle.

I wiped my tears. What was the use of giving birth when the father didn’t care about the child? He had already denoted me to the position of a slave, so what use would it be to bring an innocent life into this world to suffer?

"Remove it please, doctor!" I whispered.

He looked taken aback and his lips quivered slightly. "Ma'am, what you're asking for is too dangerous. The fetus is four months old and you're on the verge of giving birth to it. It could put you in danger also!"

"I don't care!" I yelled at him.

I could already feel the life draining out of my body. I would die anyway. At least removing it would be better than dying pregnant. That would be a shame.

The sting of the syringe piercing into my skin coursed through my body and that was the last thing I felt before I succumbed into a pool of blankness.

It all seemed to happen in a flash as the next moment, I was awake. My whole body ached but the throbbing sensation between my legs had reduced.

Had the baby been removed? How come I survived it?

"You're awake," I heard the doctor's now familiar voice say and I struggled to sit up. He had an unnatural smile on his face as though he were hiding something.

"Did you… em, remove the baby?" I inquired, my voice barely audible.

He hesitated. "They are actually…”

"They?" I cut him off.

He nodded.

What had I done? Did I just end two innocent lives?

Suddenly, the door jerked open, and even before I saw his face, I smelled his scent. Anger boiled in my veins. What was he doing here now?

"If anything should happen to the baby, kill the mother immediately!" His cold voice pierced through the walls of the room.

He was really bent on killing me. This was his plan from the start. First, he was too busy to come and now he was suddenly free? I knew Sandra must be behind all this.

However, I wouldn't let them succeed. More than anything, now I wanted to live. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of destroying my life. I didn't know where I got the strength from but I jerked off the bed and rounded it to face him. Giving him a leveled gaze, I opened my mouth to speak.

"What baby are you talking about?"

He squinted his eyes. "You'll be a fool to try to lie to your Alpha! I know you just gave birth to my child. Sandra saw the baby!" As if that wasn't enough he added, "What can you ever be good at? Your weak womb couldn't even hold the baby longer than this?"

His words dripped with raw disgust. I could discern a flicker of disdain and hatred in his eyes. The good news was that the feeling was mutual. I hated his guts too.

I scoffed. "The baby is dead, now kill me!"

I wasn't expecting him to actually do it but he grabbed a scalpel from a nearby table and whisked me off the floor with his other hand. My back scratched against the roughness of the wall. and I suppressed the shudder that ran down my spine.

In all my life, never had I encountered a gaze so frightening and freezing. The glint of murder was evident in his eyes and I knew he wasn't kidding. He didn't care about me but he sure cared about his offspring.

"You killed my father and now my child? I have no choice but to end your miserable life!"

He raised the scalpel and my breath became uneven as I watched it come down towards my chest.

Suddenly, someone screamed.