Page 30 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
I wiped my tears away, sat up, and pulled in a shaky breath. But I couldn't calm myself down. I knew that I wouldn't be able to breathe fully until I knew what the future had in store for me.
Even though it was the last thing I wanted to do right now, I had to take that test.
There were a lot of decisions I had to make, and I couldn’t do that without knowing whether or not I was carrying Asher’s child.
Cold fear gripped me just thinking about the possibility of being pregnant.
Goddess, how could Asher and I have been so irresponsible? My memories from our night together might be hazy, but I was certain that we hadn’t used protection, and I wasn’t on birth control.
I gripped the small rectangular box and pulled it out of my pocket.
No time like the present.
Before I could chicken out, I stood from the bed, locked my door, and went into the bathroom that was connected to my room. With shaking hands, I took the test out of the box, but just reading the directions made me dizzy.
I put the test down on the marble counter and began to undress for a shower. I was only delaying the inevitable, but I needed to build up my courage. I took off the silver necklace my grandmother gave to me like I always did before a shower.
“I miss you so much, Grandma,” I whispered, picturing her sweet smile and kind brown eyes. “I could really use your advice right now.”
Once I was dressed in my own clothes—jeans and a comfortable blue shirt—I braided my long hair back. As I brushed my teeth, I stared at the white, flat stick on the counter. How could something so small potentially change my life forever?
Stop delaying. It’s time.
I took the test, and as I waited for the result, I paced my room, nervously biting my lip. Once the two minutes were up, I slowly walked back to the bathroom. My feet were dragging. It felt like someone had attached hundred-pound weights to my ankles.
I picked up the test without looking down and shut my eyes.
You have to look in three…two…one…
When I opened my eyes, I letout a loud gasp.
As I stared at the test, my heart slammed against my chest, and my breathing became shallow. My hands were shaking around the white stick, but I could still see the two lines. I was frozen to the spot, unable to move. I was unable to do anything except stare at the proof that I was pregnant.
I just couldn’t accept the fact that I was carrying the child of the man who had rejected me last night.
A month ago, when I had looked at myself in the mirror after getting ready for the gala, I had felt so grown up. But now, I felt like I was a little kid again. I was only twenty. How was I supposed to handle everything that was happening to me?
How was I supposed to raise a child? Should I tell Asher?
No.
My mind and body immediately rejected the idea.
I saw the resentment in Asher’s eyes as he glared at me last night. He couldn’t stand the sight of me. Now that Russell had passed away, he would hate me even more. He was certain that I played a role in my mother’s scheming, and even though that wasn't true, a person’s perception of a situation was their reality.
And in Asher’s reality, I was the villain.
What if I told Asher that I was carrying his child, and he rejected both of us this time? I couldn’t handle that after everything else that had happened. I barely survived his rejection last night. My heart couldn’t take any more agony.
Especially now that my heart was beating for two.
My mother had said that Asher wanted us out of this house. I was assuming he wanted us out of the city, too. I couldn’t imagine that he would let us stay in his pack that he was now the leader of.
So, I had to get out of this town.
And I was going to do it without my mother’s help. I was done with her. I had to keep my pregnancy a secret from my mom. What if she tried to use my future child the same way she had used me?
I set the test down on the counter and looked into the mirror. I let out a long breath and then cupped my still-flat stomach. A feeling of maternal protectiveness flowed through me that was so strong it almost knocked me to the ground.
