Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 48

"Yeah, and now you only want me because I'm not weak anymore or maybe because so many people out there want me. Or maybe because I'm not ugly anymore or maybe because I'm rich and famous and people love me. You don't want me for me, you want someone who you won't be embarrassed to be seen with!"

"I love you so freaking much Sophia Alicia Campbell! I have tried searching for you everywhere, and every time I got a phone call saying that they found a dead body looking like you lying around, I felt my heart stop all over again. Every single time they said they found someone looking like you in a river or a ditch, I felt like I was dying. I did everything I could to replace you Sophia, everything. I regret walking away from you every single day of my life!"

"I don't believe you. I don't believe a single word that you say, because if you were really missing me that much, would you be making babies with Nicole? No you wouln't be!"

"I was under pressure to have an heir for the title of the Alpha of the pack by my father. I loved you since the moment I saw you Sophia, I love you more than anything now and I will love you until my last breath."

I was speechless. Honestly, I was. "I don't believe you," I choked out.

All of sudden, he grabbed my hand and pushed in his car. Without another word, he drove as quickly as he could.

"Chase? What are you doing?"

"Where are we going Chase?"

"What's going on? Answer me!"

All my questions fell on deaf ears. Finally he pulled up at the pack house. Ignoring

the confused and awe-struck stares and whispers of the pack members, he dragged me to the attic, which if I remember correctly, has always been out of bounds to everyone in the pack, apart from Chase himself. Not even Ryan, who is the Beta was allowed to go in there.

"What are we doing here?" I asked, looking at him with a confused expression.

"You didn't believe how much I truly love you and how much I regret doing everything I did wrong to you, so here. I'm finally going to prove it to you," he stated, not looking at me.

He pulled out a set of keys and opened the door to the attic. I gasped as soon as I stepped over the threshold of the room. Paintings of me adorned the walls and there were a lot more on the floor. Large canvas of me, laughing and extremely happy was hooked on the walls.

There were amazing paintings. I didn't know Chase liked painting, I guess now I know where Charis gets her love of painting from.

I went around, looking at the different painting, taking in every detail and brushing my hands against it. Noticing a large canvas on the floor, I walked over to it. It wasn't fully painted, but I could tell it was going to be amazing- just like all the other ones.

It was of the twins in the middle, looking extremely happy with two outlines beside them; I guess that was him and I standing by them.

I don't think I had ever in my entire being looked as beautiful as what he painted me out to be. He made me look like an angel. Another thing I noticed was that in the corner of every painting, there was 'I love you Sophia' written in beautiful, elegant handwriting.

As I stood there thinking about what my life could be like with Chase in it, I felt hands wrap around me, sending those familiar tingles. I tried to step away from him, however, he kept his grip tight, but not so tight that it would hurt me.

"Just let me hold you for a minute...please?" he asked, with such sadness in his voice that I couldn't refuse.

I shakily nodded, knowing that I'd probably regret it later on.

"Is this enough proof for you? Is this enough to make you believe how much I love you?" he whispered, kissing along my jaw.

I didn't say anything, mainly because I was in huge shock. I didn't actually believe

he loved me as much as he claimed he did. But he did love me. He did love me..

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After a few moments of silence of him nuzzling his nose in neck, I finally said, "You know, I'm not as beautiful as you make me out to be in those paintings. You make me look like an angel."

"No...you're even more beautiful and nothing, not my paintings or any photograph, could ever capture your beauty. You're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and I will ever see Sophia, and you are an angel. You're my angel," he said softly, placing a feather-like kiss on my neck.

Once again I was speechless.

I always loved him, even after what he did to me. But I just refused to show him that part of me. I only showed him the bitter side of me, which hated him, however that didn't mean that I didn't love him. He was my mate, of course I loved him.