Two weeks later and my wolf wouldn't stop nagging me about that night. She would whimper and whine all day about how I would regret my decision.
“You betrayed our mate! How could you?!” She accused me day and night without fail as if he had not betrayed us first, shoved us aside to be an object of scorn and mockery. My father had kept true to his words, making no attempts to reach out to me since our last encounter.
The only person I had now was Elijah, he was like a ray of penetrating light in my feeling of sadness. I'd expected him to shove me aside after we'd mated but instead he scooped me into his warm embrace and I slept off under the comforting weight of his arm.
Morning came and he made me breakfast in bed, I hadn't asked for it and ended up staring like a fool at a plate of crushed eggs and toasted bread-like it was some odd wizardry.
“It's not poisoned,” Elijah said playfully before biting on a piece of toasted bread.
I blushed, “I know, just surprised.”
It took all I had not to cry at that moment, nobody and I mean nobody had shown me such kindness in years. Not even somebody that was supposed to be bound to me by an inseparable connection.
We chatted for a bit, then he told me that he had to leave. My heart ached watching him leave but I kept my clinginess buried inside so I wouldn't end up scaring him away.
“I'll be back soon,” He promised before pressing a thoughtful kiss on my forehead.
And that was how I ended up waiting two weeks for him, kicking my feed back and forth like a 16 year old girl having her first crush. For the first time in three years I let myself dream again of a future except this time Elijah would sneak into my day dreams before I even realized it.
But soon my anticipation slowly morphed into anxiety, what if…what if he'd change his mind about me? What if he wasn't coming back. My wolf leaped at the chance to add more fuel to my rising fire of doubt.
“It's been two weeks, are you telling me that he hasn't been able to find one single day to come see you?”
I had planned to stay put in my cabin, especially after Justin's last warning but my impatience dragged me back to the only place where I could find Elijah. All the way there I told myself that there was an explanation, he'd been so kind. There was no way it was just an act.
From afar I caught sight of him and Justin walking together then they paused, I was hiding behind a tree masking my scent so they wouldn't catch a whiff of me.
I couldn't really hear what they were saying, but then a girl around their age joined them and went to embrace Elijah even though by pack protocol she was supposed to acknowledge Justin the Alpha Blood first.
Meaning there must be a special relationship between them.
Bitterly, my teeth sunk into my bottom lip almost bringing out blood. Of course –I'm such a fool! When will I finally learn? When?!
I ran back like the wind to the safety of my cabin, collapsing the moment I made it through the door, my whole body vibrating with different heavy emotions that kept me weighted down.
“Well? go ahead!” I yelled at my wolf, my voice cracking with every word, “Tell me that I'm stupid, tell me that I'm an i***t who always gives my heart away to people that don't want it! Go ahead! I know you're dying to say it!”
But contrary to my expectations, my wolf didn't gloat in the end. I guess she was the only one on my side in the end.
“Everything will be okay… Just…just pick yourself up first,”
And I did.
I don't remember how I washed up and got into bed that night. One minute I was slowly rising from the floor and the next I was slumping on the bed like a lifeless corpse.
Even though Elijah's betrayal had hurt I tried not to overthink it, one heartbreak had been enough for me so I trained myself to see that memory as nothing but a one night stand. Pleasurable in the moment but now it is long gone.
And just as I was about to convince myself and get back into my daily routine the roller coaster that was my life took another nosedive.
I missed my period.
Together with my wolf we both came up with a million different reasons why this could be happening to me apart from the monster apparent one but just to be safe, I covertly acquired a pregnancy kit to test myself at home.
It came out positive.
My eyes remained glued to the two red lines, feeling nothing at first then my heart sank into a pit.
No…no!no!!no!!!
This couldn't be happening to me, just when I felt like things were going right again. Why? Why?!
The father was without question, Elijah, but how would he react to my pregnancy? The fear of being rejected again swept away any urge I had to confess the truth.
I battled with myself for several days before I finally came to a conclusion–I would keep the baby. The pain of rejection and abandonment, that was something I never wanted an innocent child to suffer no matter what because I knew exactly how it felt like.
A week later Elijah showed up on my porch with an apologetic look in his eyes and a silly bouquet of rose in one hand. He was really something, it was clear he came armed with an apology but my defenses were high up.
I got up to enter my home when he grabbed my wrist with his f
ree hand.
“Sophia, please can we talk? I can explain everything–”