Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 39

"You look beautiful momma," Kaden said with a big smile on his innocent face. Grinning at him, I pinched both his cheeks.

"Aww thank you baby," I said.

"I'm not a baby momma," he huffed.

Even though I was aware of many people's eyes on me, I paid no attention to them at all. A girl about Kaden's age walked pass us, and when Kaden winked at her, making her giggle and turn a little pink. He definitely had Chase's charms alright.

"Kaden, honey, who taught you to do that?" I asked, still quite shock at his action.

"Uncle Alex momma. He says that when a cute girl walked past you, you have to wink at them," he said.

I gasped. Oh, dear! Alex was so going to get it when we went back home. He's corrupting my little son's mind with nonsense! I swear he's going to turn Kade into a little player like himself. Well, too bad it isn't happening until I'm here.

"Don't listen to him, Kade. Okay?"

He nodded, and thankfully said nothing. As we were walking past an Arts & Crafts shop, I saw that Charis was looking through the window with big eyes filled with awe, intrigued by paints and colours.

"Charis, honey, do you want to go in there?" I asked her, pointing to the shop.

Nodding her head eagerly, I watched as her eyes lit up. "Yes please, momma!"

I took both their hands and walked into the shop. Smiling, I watched as Charis walked up to the cans of paint, holding it with both her small hands as it was too big for her to hold properly. Then, I watched as she ran over the the paintbrushes, and felt each of them, concentrating on the bristles.

I was happily watching my daughter, when all of a sudden, that very familiar scent invaded the room. As soon as that smell reached my nostrils, my heart started pumping faster and my hands turned a little clammy.

My wolf was yipping, telling me to go replace him- begging me to go replace him. But I wouldn't, it was as if my feet were glued onto the ground. I couldn't move at all. Thump. Thump. Thump.

I heard footsteps coming up from being me. It was him. His scent said it all. He stopped a few steps away from me.

"Sophia?" he said and I froze.

I slowly turned around and faced him. ...Chase.

Slowly turning around, I came face-to-face with Chase. My eyes widen and my heart was sent on a wild frenzy, and I knew, without a second doubt, he could hear my heart pounding.

"Sophia, I missed you," he cried, launching himself on to me. "Where were you? I searched everywhere for you!"

Wrapping both his arms around me, he pressed me on to his chest. I couldn't help but hug him back, because even though my mind was shouting at me to move away, my body wanted him...needed him.

Even though I would never admit it, I had missed him. There was that bond between us...that made me want to practically rape him here on the floor and fuck him like crazy. But then again, he was like my other half. He was the burger and I was the bun. He was the lolly and I was the pop. He was the zig and I was the zag.

We'd never be truly happy without each other. We'd never be complete without each other. Werewolves were meant to be fiercely loyal to each other- especially to their mates- and that's why we'd experience the pain if a mate had slept without someone else, or worse, if they had marked someone else. It was supposed to never allow mates to 'cheat' on each other.

Even down to our personalities, we were made to fit our mates. We were perfect for each other, and mates rarely rejected one another, but it did happen. And when it did, it completely broke the person who was rejected, and eventually they would kill themselves. I would've probably died as well, if it was for the twins, who saved my wolf from dying.

But you would always love your mate. There would always be a little love in you for them, despite what they have done to you. It's just the way we are- the way we were made.

"Momma, who's that?" Kaden asked, tugging my shorts. Just like that, I was pulled out of my daze, and my actions reflected that. I pulled away from him, and pushed him away at the same time. He stumbled slightly as I caught him off guard.

On his face was the biggest smile I had ever seen. His eyes were bright, gleaming with happiness, love, care but also a hint of sorrow and guilt. He looked unbelievably happy right now, despite the dark rings he had under his eyes, as if he hadn't been sleeping properly in a while now. His hair and clothes were dishevelled and a slight stubble grew on his cheeks and chin.

But right now, he looked like the happiest man on Earth. He looked like he'd won the lottery or something. He looked ecstatic, a bit like how I looked like when I first found out he was my mate.