Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 52

She is my world, and has been since I first laid eyes on her in a nightclub, where she looked extremely uncomfortable while I was getting drunk because I was still blaming myself for Sophia running away. I guessed that she wasn't a party person at all, and at a later date she did reveal to me that she was forced to go to the club because it was her elder sister's birthday, who was the complete opposite to her, being a party animal and kindly putting it, a slut. But Becca did have a fiesty side to her that turned me on all the time.

Thankfully, Becca wasn't anything like her sister or God knows how many boys would've been injured. But Becca would rather stay in and watch a movie or read a book with a cup of hot chocolate. Yeah, she was addicted to hot chocolate and I was addicted to licking off the hot chocolate moustache she got on top of her lip every time she sipped her hot chocolate.

She was normally the cool and collected type with a gentle and kind heart, so honestly I would say that I was totally stunned when she basically broke up with me until Sophia had forgiven me. Becca could be the jealous type sometimes- which I had to admit was so hot, but most of the time wore her golden heart on her sleeve. She was extremely forgiving- yeah she had forgiven me for my previous trysts so honestly I didn't expect her outburst. It was definitely shocking.

I had barely spoken to her, no, she had barely spoken to me, whereas I tried at every chance I got. Every time I saw her in the pack house, I would try to talk to her, yet every time she turned away but not before I saw those unshed tears in her eyes. It was hurting her as much as it was hurting me.

I laid on the bed, thinking of her beautiful silky brown hair and chocolate brown eyes which always held that warmth and that love for me. Her slender yet curvy body which seemed to fit perfectly beside me, her-

The door slammed open and stomped in Becca. No, I was dreaming. I was sure I was dreaming. Becca hated me, and as much as it pained me to say that, I knew it was true.

"Ryan fucking Campbell! Get your hot ass up and have a freaking shower. You're stinking up the whole room, dude," my angel's voice said.

With wide eyes, I stared at the figure of my beautiful Becca. This was a dream- now I was completely sure of it.

"Oh my baby, I missed you so much!" I cried, walking up to her to give her a hug. "Eww, no Ryan! You're not touching me until you have a shower and smell better!" Quickly running into the adjoining bathroom, I took a shower, now feeling much more relaxed and refreshed. I missed having showers. Shaving off the thick beard and moustache, I realised how much better I looked already after catching one glimpse of Becca- even if it was just in my dreams. After wrapping a fluffy white towel around my waist, I rapidly left the bathroom and entered the bedroom, hoping that she hadn't had left me.

"I missed you so much Beccs," I whispered, grabbing her to my chest in a hug as quickly as possible.

"I missed you too Ryan," she whispered before she pulled away and looked me straight in the eyes.

I quickly began kissing along her jaw and her neck before sucking on her mark. "W-what are you doing?"she groaned, letting her fingers run free in my hair.

"I want to savour every moment with you until I wake up him this dream," I whispered huskily against her mark, causing her to shiver in delight.

"But this isn't a dream Ryan. I really am here with you," she insisted.

"You can't not be. Becca hates me. She hates me so much," I finally said, pulling away.

"I finally realised what a good guy you are Ryan. Sophia came up to me and talked some sense into me. She forgave you a long time ago because she knew you had a real good heart and you were influenced by others. You were stupid. And although you did do wrong, you accepted it and you reformed and repented. You suffered Ryan and you still are right now for the mistakes that you made in the past. And as a human- well werewolf- being, you deserve a second chance and that's what I'm giving you right now. You were young and foolish but I can see that you love Sophia a lot. But Ryan, I swear to God, if you ever and I mean EVER hide anything from me, I'll chop off your balls and sew them onto your forehead. Are we clear here?" she asked with amusement gleaming in her eyes, probably because of that horrified expression on my face.

I don't know why I didn't tell Becca about Sophia. Maybe because I was ashamed

of myself for my past deeds, maybe because I couldn't bear to tell her how bad of

a person I truly was. I don't know, but now, what I do know is that I regret not telling her. With every fibre of my body.