Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 18

So because of that, they all assumed that I was a human and automatically

became the weakest link of the pack. I was frowned upon and I had no one to talk to. They even thought that humans were better than me, even though they hated humans.

I never knew why they hated humans, and once I remember voicing my thoughts, and that did not turn out well. My dad locked me in a room and starved me for days. He never did like me after my mom started going out and have relationships with many other men, because I reminded him of my mom. And now, after he found out that I couldn't shift, he hated me even more.

"I see you're home, you little slut!" a voice sneered from the top of the stairs. I knew not to turn around and look at him directly, so I remained on the stool I was seated on, looking down at my fingers.

"And I see you're home too," my mum retorted. "With a new whore I see, a new flavour of the week, huh?"

Even though her face remained impassive, I could see her hurt in her eyes. I could see her heart crumbling down. I could see the real her.

"Well, what can I say? They do get boring from time to time," he laughed as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

"Same with me, they are quite good though, younger men. With their sexy bodies that I could just lick cream off of, don't you think?" my mum smirked, making my

dad growl.

My dad was a scary man when he was angry, and I was so scared now that I was shaking. I knew he could taste the fear that was rolling off my body in waves.

"What are you doing here, you ugly bitch? Do you want to whore around as well, like you mother?" he asked walking over to me.

Instantly I started sweating because I was scared from the punishments I would get. I kept my head low and didn't say anything. I felt cold fingers wrap around my neck and squeeze it. I struggled since I was running out of breath, I moved around and tossed, trying to get him to loosen his grip.

I was too weak for him and I knew that.

I did everything but never looked at his face because I knew that it would piss him off even more. And I knew that if I did piss him off, I would certainly die.

Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted off and thrown against the wall. I landed on the ground with a huge thud and my back against the wall. I could feel myself slipping into darkness but before I did, I managed to hear my mom and dad.

"Look at what you've done. You could've killed her!" she screamed.

"Let the bitch die," my father replied.

"Soph, are you okay? You've been screaming," I heard a voice ask. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Danny's worried face in front of me.

I nodded and rubbed my eyes. "I'm fine," I mumbled.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, his face still making the worry.

"I'm fine," I replied firmly.

"Anyways, we're home," he said.

"Wow! Already? Gee, I must've been well tired," I muttered before a huge yawn escaped my mouth. Danny chuckled and stepped out of the car. He walked to my side and opened the door. Holding a hand out, he helped pull me out the car.

He shut the door behind him and we continued walking to the pack house hand- in-hand. It wasn't really a romantic gesture, just something we naturally did without even thinking.

As I took my first step up, I felt wetness run down my legs. I turned to Danny with wide eyes and whispered, knowing that he'd be able to hear me perfectly anyways, "I think my water just broke."

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH," I screamed from that horrible pain.

"Breathe in, breathe out," the nurse instructed.

"Hold on there hon, you're nearly there," Claire said softly. I relaxed slightly at the sound of her voice but with the last bit of energy I had left, I pushed harder.

"I am never having kids ever again!" I cried.

The sounds around me drowned but then, I heard the most beautiful cry. The cry of my first baby.

"One out, one more to go," Claire said with more excitement in her voice. And soon, I heard another beautiful cry.

I sighed and relaxed myself completely. I felt someone wiping away the beads of sweat which coated my forehead.

I was tired now. Too tired, so I closed my eyes and soon, and sleep caught up with

me.

Hours later, I woke to the most beautiful sound, my babies crying softly. I pushed myself up on the bed and opened my eyes, which took a few seconds to adjust because of the bright lights.

"Oh look, mommy's finally awake!" Emma said.

"Where are my babies?" I asked almost immediately.

"Don't worry, here they are," someone said from my left. I turned to face then and saw Daniel looking at them with such love in his eyes.

He then handed me my babies, who were both so tiny. They looked so fragile, and

I was almost scared to touch them. Scared that I would drop them or hurt them. There was one wearing a blue hat and one was wearing a pink one, and they were both wearing white long-sleeved onsies and wrapped in a bundle in their blankets. Once they were in my arms, they both stopped crying and closed their eyes.