Chapter 1- Pregnant.

Three Months Later…

I was pregnant, I was pregnant for my mate- the first man I had ever slept with, the man who had rejected me because of my status, the only man who had had the power over me to reject me actually.

My mate had rejected me. I was mateless, starved and tired, I hadn’t eaten anything in nearly a week, the last thing I had put in my mouth was a mango which had fallen from a tree. I felt bad for the mango, it reminded me of myself- rejected by everybody and pushed away from the others who should have cared for it and loved it. So, I ate it, it was my own sick way of accepting the poor mango, I was showing it that it actually meant something, that it wasn’t as useless as everybody thought and it was good enough to eat.

At that point, I knew I was no longer talking about the mango- I was now talking about myself and it made me laugh. I had become crazy- there was no other explanation for my case; heavily pregnant, alone in the middle of the forest in goddess knows where and laughing my ass off like something funny had actually happened.

Soon, my laughter turned into tears- hot, scorching streams fell down my face as I realized how much of a mess my life had become, not that it hadn’t always been a mess, it was not ten times worse than before.

During the last three months, I had thought about going back home, or what used to be my home. I had thought of turning around and chastising myself for running away in the first place but then I would remind myself that I wasn’t needed or wanted there. At times, I would wonder if Jax would accept me now that I was carrying his first pup inside me, if he saw that I was fertile, would he want me back?

Then another diabolical thought would run through my mind- was he looking for me? Had he noticed that I was gone, that I had left that day? Did he come back for me? These questions would run through my head none stop until I told myself that none of them were possible and that Jax would never look for me because he simply did not care about me- I’m sure I did him a favor by leaving that day, he had gotten rid of me, I had gotten rid of myself.

It was already late in the day and the sun was nearly shadowed by the moon when I found a cave for me to spend the night- yes, this was my life now, jumping from cave to cave until the real owner of the cave sends me out. I had become a cave squatter. I walked into the dark cave, my night vision instantly working as a positive factor at the moment.

I took a long sniff- someone definitely owned the cave but it seemed like the person was long gone. I took another sniff. The owner hadn’t been here in nearly four days and I wondered why. I had studied cave dwellers enough to know that they only ever left their caves to get food or to gather leaves for the mats they sleep on. What could have happened to this cave dweller?

I decided not to think much into it as I kneeled down to sit on the extremely uncomfortable hand-woven mat placed at the side of the cage. I laid down and felt relief wash over me as I my head hit something soft- the owner had used his extra clothes as a pillow, thank goddess because most of them never did that.

It wasn’t long until I placed my head on the pillow that sleep welcomed me into its dark abyss.

Do you ever feel like someone is watching you as you sleep? Like they are practically burning holes into your body from their gaze alone? That was how I felt until a hand touched my shoulder, steering me awake. My eyes snapped open in shock and my hands wrapped around my stomach protectively as I backed away from the large number of men that surrounded me. I looked at them in fear, especially the one who had touched me since he moved closer to me when I moved back,

“I will not hurt you”, he assured, “I just want to know what you are doing on my land”, my eyes widened in surprise- I had crossed another packs territory, how could I have made such a stupid mistake.

I scurried off the floor and stood to my feet quickly, loosing my balance and nearly falling to the ground but his hand wrapped around my waist, catching me. I don’t know what happened but we just stayed that way for almost a minute; his hand on my waist and me in a falling posture. My eyes had met his chocolatey brown eyes and I had immediately decided that this man was dangerously handsome, his face held perfection- from his beautiful eyes to his chiseled jaw to his well sculptured nose to his lips. A small sigh left my mouth as I allowed my eyes to linger on his lips, plump and kissable…

‘Damn it, Brea! You have a mate! A stupid jerk, he might be but you still have to respect that fact’, I don’t know why I was telling myself this, Jax clearly didn’t want me and he had made that known and obvious. So why was I still acting like my mate hadn’t rejected me? Like he hadn’t told me to get lost and stay out of his life? Like he hadn’t treated me like his usual girls?

Fact still remains, I am not like any of his usual girls- I was far from them. He would’ve never looked at me twice if I was not his mate and I would’ve never dreamed of having anything to do with him if he wasn’t my mate.

“You haven’t answered my question”, the man in front of me said, pulling me back to reality. I cleared my throat and stepped away from him, allowing his arms to leave my waist,

“I am sorry to intrude”, I truly was, I didn’t know that I was in another pack’s territory when I came here the day before, if I had known, I would’ve stayed clear like I usually did.

“That still doesn’t answer my question”, he pointed out, folding his huge arms over his large chest, this man reeked of power and strength- he was the Alpha of his pack.

“I am sorry”, I apologized again, “I mistakenly crossed your border, I didn’t know I…”, I was in the middle of my flimsy excuse when I felt a sharp pain rush through my body, instantly taking me to the ground. I heard him rush over to me and felt him place his hand on my shoulder,

“Are you okay?”, he asked but I could not answer. Heat spread pain through my body and I had to bite my tongue down from screaming like a crazed woman. You would think that by now I would be used to this death-like pain but I wasn’t as it just seemed to get worse every time it happened. “What’s happening?”, the man’s voice shouted in panic, I wanted to answer him, I wanted to show him how much of a terrible person my mate was- not because I wanted him to pity me, but because everyone deserved to know that there was an Alpha out there that did not deserve the position.

“My mate…”, I mustered enough air to breath out, “He is with another woman”, that was the last thing I said before darkness washed over my vision.