Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 12

She was beautiful. And she was me.

I ran my hand through my fringe and climbed down the stairs and outside, where Claire was patiently waiting with her arms crossed.

"Bye guys," I shouted before shutting the door. I heard a whole lot of 'good lucks' and 'byes' before I shut it fully.

"There you are. Finally. Dan and Emma are in the car, and Dan is getting very frustated," she said.

"I know, I'm sorry. I was so nervous!" I sighed.

"Don't worry, you'll be the best mom in the world, after me of course, but now, let's get there and see your baby," she laughed.

I chuckled and followed her to Alpha's BMW X5, which he hardly used, but he had to since there was quite four of us going. Everyone was so excited to finally have a pup in the house, because there wasn't one child in the whole pack. Most of them were teenagers, older than me and into their twenties. There were so older people, but not that many and a few parents here and there.

This was because, years ago, they had a massive war with the rogues, where most were killed, including Claire's mate and Alpha's father. The title of the Alpha went to the old Beta until Alpha was old enough to handle the pack.

When the war ended, there were only about twenty people left in the pack, and they were extremely vulnerable. The old Beta, Conor's dad helped rebuild the pack and taught them how to fight as he was an ex-fighter of another pack before he moved here.

Most of the current pack members were rogues, who have ran away or didn't have anywhere to go and this pack took them in. They helped them get on their own two feet and now they were a strong pack with all the members, because they all knew how to fight and kill ruthlessly.

I got into the car and buckled my seatbelt. Throughout the whole journey, Emma was squealing about how excited she was to be an auntie and Alpha continued sighing and rolling his eyes at her, while I just laughed and shrugged.

When my baby was born, I wanted them to have my surname, never Chase's surname, Carter. They were going to be a proud Campbell.

Finally after the car stopped outside the hospital; it was a werewolf one since most all the people living in this town were werewolf apart from one or two because they were the mates of a werewolf and knew about us. I started growing very anxious and Emma must've noticed this because she took my hand in hers and squeezed it.

Although it was a very small gesture, I made better and more confident. I was ready for this, I chanted in my head.

Even though my baby was unexpected, I was never going to stop loving it or caring for it, because I knew how it felt. And I wasn't prepared to let my baby go through what I went through.

We walked up the steps and went to the maternity section where we had already book an appointment. We all took a seat in the waiting room, where I saw a very pregnant woman with her mate on the side holding her hand with one and rubbing her stomach with the other. I wish my life was like that...it would've been so much easier if it was. Because, right now, I was a 16 year old, single mom without a job or her own home.

Finally, my name was called out and we walked straight to the the doctor's room, without everyone around bowing at Alpha while he kindly smiled at them.

We took a seat, myself and Claire, while Alpha and Emma stayed standing up. My new doctor, Dr. Christine Wilson, was only about 24 years old and beautiful with brownish, redish hair and blue eyes with a lightly tanned skin toned. She had a perfect hourglass shaped body and was quite tall. I aspired to be like her.

After asking me plenty of questions, which I obviously answered, she led me (along with Claire, Alpha and Emma) into another room painted in a light cream colour, with photos of babies developing as they grew, decorating the walls. There was a bed in the middle of the average-sized room, with an ultrasound machine on the right of it.

I laid down and lifted my top just under my bra. She touched my stomach in different places and asked me some more questions. I started growing a little irritatated and impatient because I wanted to see my baby's first ultrasound scan already!

"I think your stomach is too big for someone who's only been pregnant for a 6 weeks, even with the Alpha blood," she said looking down at my stomach with confusion.

My heart stopped for a second. "There's nothing with my baby, is there?" I asked quietly.

"I'm not sure," she gave a sympethatic glance, "but we'll see after the scan." She got out some of her things and turned to me to say, "It's going to be a little cold."

I nodded and she squeezed some blue gel onto my stomach, which made me flinch because of how cold it was. Using the transducer, she spreaded the gel. I looked up at the screen expectedly, but I was met with a black fuzzy screen. I was growing worried with each second.