Bound to Him (Fated)

Chapter 4.

I stopped her, saying, "One more word about her, and I will make sure that you do not see the next light of day." In an attempt to calm her down, I bent down in front of her and placed my head on her lap. "I am sorry, dad just got on my nerves and I am taking my anger out on you," I said, taking a long breath. I should not be doing that," she said, sighing as she took a glance at me and placed her hand on my head, running her fingers through my hair and giving my scalp a light massage. Dad was correct; perhaps it would be better to know that she was dead, or at the very least, seeing her body here might put my wolf at ease. It was becoming intolerable for me to constantly be at odds with him and with my relationship with Ella.

"Is she the subject again?"

Yes, and I am getting a little tired of the subject itself, especially because he and my mother are both blaming me for her leaving. Without glancing up at her, I said, They were correct, theoretically. She had to leave, I knew, because she could no longer bear to look at me while Ella was with me. Three nights after I had taken her virginity, the first time she left her home, I saw it in her eyes.

had spent the next three days locking herself inside the house to the point that we truly believed she had suffered a trauma. I could not resist checking on her and listening to her heartbeat inside her home even though I knew she was not dead.

"Parker, they can not keep blaming you for her departure.

Why are you the one responsible for her decision to leave?" Deliiah enquired.

As the pack's Alpha, it is my duty to make sure that everyone in the pack is safe, as we all know.

Aurora was a member of the pack, and she gave up everything for us, whether we liked it or not."

"Alex, you and your father have paid her more than that, you realise that was in the past.

I stopped her and said, "I do not think that any money could repay for the sacrifice her parents did, Ella." It was one more thing about her that irritated me. Ella thought that money could solve all problems. I lifted my head off her lap, got off the ground, and went outside to find her.

There was still one location I could look for her. I had no idea where she would be at this point if she was not at one of her favourite cafés.

When Ella noticed me getting up from the couch to grab my keys and wallet, she scowled and shook her head, wanting to either stop me or ask where I was going. She was aware that I would not respond if she asked, but I also knew that if she did not make a big deal out of it, she would not be "Ella."

Just come stay with me for one night, please. That is all I am requesting.

"My apologies, Ella, but / will have to leave. I have responsibilities to attend to, and I do not think that playing home with you for your selfish reasons will get things done." I remarked, retrieving my jacket from the wardrobe. Even though my heart hurt, I prayed that I would find her dead orive so that I could feel at ease knowing that she was either dead or gone or alright and happy.

"Alex," I said as I opened the door and turned to face her.

"Ella, do not wait for me tonight. I will be late, and I think you have things to take care of in the morning."

"s**t," said Aurora. With a hiss, I held my stomach hard while my infant kicked. I wanted to digest the anguish I was immediately experiencing, so I gripped my door handle while trying to slow down my breathing.

My darling little one was more than eager to make his presence known today. With every minute that went by, the kicks got stronger, and I realised there was no way I could try to calm myself. The last thing I needed was to miss work or the one thing that would guarantee our survival—at least until I returned to work—because I was due in a few weeks. I shook my head and, drawing in a long breath, made myself walk out of my flat by forcing the door open. Making sure I did not miss anything at home—basically, just a tiny bag of clothing in case something went wrong and a snack in case I did not want to eat leftovers—I walked to work. I was happy that the café was only a few blocks from the apartment since, even though I did not need a taxi, I knew that I could not afford to pay for one even if I wanted to, especially if my job was farther away.

Another kick hit, and my wolf became more alert and my heart tightened. My body froze, eyes widening in shock as I finally got a good look at HIM. Despite the discomfort in my abdomen, my neart raced against my ribcage and seemed too preoccupied to pay attention to what was going on.

His eyes met, and for an instant, I could swear that he scowled in perplexity. He was probably no longer able to distinguish my features as well or realise how different I appeared because I had dropped so much weight over the previous three months that my once-beautiful face had turned pallid. The fatigue I was experiencing was the reason for the dark circles beneath my eyes, which had never been there. The combination of working, studying, and being pregnant was not as easy as I had anticipated.I felt as like my lower half had abandoned me when N Alpha Parker, the love of my life and the source of my first heartbreak, approached me. Before I could stop myself, I let out a cry of anguish, and when I saw red as I looked down at my feet, my heart fell to my stomach.

Blood.

It was derived from MY blood.

"Aurora, what?"

I cried out, realizing that the blood wasn't just any blood—it was mine. Clutching my stomach, I felt a rush of panic. "Alex, something's wrong," I managed to utter, my voice shaky as I struggled to stay on my feet.

He looked at me with a mix of concern and confusion, "Aurora, what happened?" His strong presence both comforted and terrified me as I tried to find words amid the pain.

"I... I don't know. It hurts, and there's blood," I stammered, fear gripping me. The kicks from the baby seemed to intensify, adding to the chaos within me.

Alex's expression shifted, his eyes widening with realization. "We need to get you to the hospital. Now." He grabbed my arm, guiding me towards his car. The world around me blurred as the pain and worry overwhelmed my senses.

The journey to the hospital felt like an eternity. Each jolt of the car intensified the pain, and I clung to the hope that everything would be okay. As we arrived, the medical staff rushed me inside, leaving Alex pacing in the waiting room.

Alone in the sterile room, I grappled with fear and uncertainty. The doctor's words became a distant murmur as I focused on the life growing inside me. Would my child be okay? Was this a consequence of the stress I'd been under?

When the doctor finally returned, the gravity of the situation hung in the air. "Aurora, we're doing everything we can. But it's a critical situation, and we need your cooperation," the doctor said, and I nodded, my heart pounding.

As the medical team worked tirelessly, I couldn't shake the fear that gripped me. In the midst of the chaos, I found myself hoping for the best, praying that both my baby and I would make it through this ordeal.

The outcome remained uncertain, but in that vulnerable moment, all I could do was hold onto the fragile thread of hope and trust in the hands that fought to save us.