Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 41

He simply nodded and said nothing. Eating was awkward, there was an awkward silence because nobody was wanting to break the silence first. Occasionally, one of the twins would say something, but apart from that, it was completely silent.After eating, the kids went to play in the kids area, while Chase and I watched them from a distant.

"So...how are you?" I said, breaking the silence.

"I've seen better days, how are you?" he asked.

Of course he's seen better days, he lost his so-called mate, or fuck-buddy shall I say, and he's found out that the baby he loved wasn't even his, I thought bitterly.

"I'm very good, as you can see," I said.

"Yeah, we hear about you all the time on the news or the radio and Internet. They seem to never leave you alone."

"Yeah, well it's part of the package, and honestly as long as they don't get into my business too much or hurt my kids, then it's good," I shrugged.

"Our kids," he corrected. I didn't say anything for a while after that, we just sat there watching the twins.

"I'm sorry Chase, but in a couple of months time, I'm moving back to New York," I said.

"You can't. You've stolen four years of our kids' lives away from me, I can't let you take them away," he screamed, his tone filled with anger.

"I have to go back home, and my twins are coming with me," I stated calmly.

"I can't let you take them away. You could've told me when you got pregnant. You could've told me. At least then, I wouldn't have lost nearly five years of their lives!"

"I could've told you?! You, Nicole and your whole crew would've probably accuse me of lying for attention or something. Have you forgotten what they did to me when I was there? While you just stood there, like the great Alpha you are," I retorted in a bitter tone.

"I would've believed you. I would've held you tight and never let you go. Do you how many people in our pack are sorry for what they did? Do know how sorry we all are? How sorry your brother is? How sorry I am?" he whispered the last part.

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, but I closed my eyes, determined to show him that I wasn't that weak, little girl anymore.

I scoffed. "Of course you're sorry now. After all, I am famous and rich now, and then all of a sudden, you and the pack are sorry. Please."

"No, that's not why we want you back. We want you back because we truly love you, more than you would ever know, and we want to show how sorry we are. Do you know your brother used to sit in your bedroom nearly every night, crying his eyes out because he loved you? Do you know how much, we as a pack, searched for you day and night, hoping and praying that you weren't ill, or worse dead?! Do you know how much your brother blamed himself for you running away, even though it was my mostly my fault?" he whispered the last part as crystal tears dropped his eyes.

I didn't say anything. Why? Because I was stunned. Absolutely flabbergasted.

I never thought Ryan would miss me so much or he'd feel this guilty. I knew Chase was telling the truth because he spoke with such sincerity and honesty in his eyes.

"I don't know Chase. I don't know. I don't want to get hurt again," I blurted out after ten minutes of silence. I can't believe it, I just told him what I feared the most. Stupid me!

"You won't get hurt ever again. I promise you, and I'll prove it to you, that we won't ever hurt you again."

It's been weeks since I've moved here. And the kids love Chase. I still get worried about them getting too attached to Chase, because when we do leave, I know it'll be too hard on them. I feel like the worst Mother.

I know for a fact that Chase doesn't ever want to leave them. In fact, he spends all of his time with them when he doesn't have to tend to pack business. He loves them so much and he sees them for more than fifteen hours most days. And I can't say that the kids like him any less. They adore Chase, and think of him as their idol.

Sometimes when I'm away for a photo-shoot- yes, unfortunately I still have to go to those sometimes- I would leave the children with Chase without hesitation. Everyday, I watched as they grew more closer to him, and I couldn't help but think how much everyone is going to get hurt when we leave.

Chase has been sweeter than ever. Everyday, he brings me roses and a card, which says how sorry he is. I won't forgive him though, because he hurt me too much, and although I appreciate that he is doing everything to make it better, it doesn't take away the pain.