Carrying the Alpha's Heir novel Chapter 23

Chapter 21: Heartbreak

Seeing him froze just by hearing the sound of her name breaks my heart into a million pieces. It hurts a lot that even if I don’t want to, a tear fell on my cheek.

“Love, what’s happening.” He whispered and sat on the bed.

I pushed myself back- I don’t want any unnecessary contact with him.

“Answer me.” I whispered and tried my best to sit.

I am feeling weak, and I find it a disadvantage. How am I supposed to get away from here when all of the overloading information that I found out today is affecting me greatly? I don’t think I can ever step forward, even a little.

“Where did you get that name?” He asked, his voice is firm but soft. Maybe he’s trying not to offend me.

What for? Why is he trying to protect me? From pain? USELESS!

I stared at him sharply, “Just fucking answer me!” I tried not to shout but I did.

My chest is pounding up and down, I am catching my breath. Readying myself from his possible answer.

“Let’s not talk about that love, rest please.”

My anger was too much but I can’t do anything. Tears formed on my eyes again, sobs finally let out off my mouth. I am frustrated and angry!

“Are you married to her? Are you in love with her? W-why did you married me? Where is she?” I asked continuously.

He touched my arm, I flinched and pushed him away.

“D-don’t touch me!” I shouted on his face.

I can see shock and confusedness on his face. “What the fuck is happening to you?” He whispered angrily.

That made me angry even more. Even though I am feeling weak, I am so pushed of getting away from here.

When I finally stood up, I held on to my hips because I am panting from too much crying. Plus, my stomach is already big.

“Baby,” He called me.

I wore my boots and walked through the door.

I am scared of him, but my anger is too much that I don’t fucking care. I am not sure if what I saw was real. I know it’s vague, but how come the animal on the painting was exactly the beast that molested me that night? That can’t be possibly a coincidence, right?

“PYRESS!” his thunder-like voice echoed in the room.

I stopped from walking, my knees were shaking.

“I will g-go home..for a while.” I said, trying to compose my shaking voice.

“You’re not leaving, damn it.” He spoke.

I gulped. “Yes, I am.” And I stepped out of the door again.

I was walking straight on the hallway when he grabbed my hands. “Get inside,” He ordered.

I pushed his hands away from me. “No!”

He didn’t say anything again, but when I felt myself floating, I know he’s carrying me.

He put me down on the bed, I am screaming but he’s not letting go.

“She was my mate!” He said it.

My mouth was shut as my eyes stayed looking at his face. At first, his words echoed inside my head as I am trying to absorb it.

Mate? That’s an archaic word, but that’s also an ancient word for couples in fictions about werewolves.

That fact added on my headache again.