Alpha Zachary Jose
"Zachary! Wake up." I opened my eyes to see my Luna, screaming and whining. She was pregnant in her first months.
I looked at her pale face and the way she was breathing, her chest going up and down as if her heart was not working! "What's going on? Are you okay?"
She shook her head and breathlessly said, while squeezing her belly, "I think I am losing the baby. Please do something."
I pulled the blanket away, and yes, I noticed the blood dripping from her pussy. I almost whined internally. Aches squeezed my chest. We have been trying for years to make her pregnant. That's not the first miscarriage, but the fifth!
I felt sorry for her but me as well. I needed an heir; I needed a child! Sometimes I felt like hating her even though she didn't do anything wrong. It was fate.
I immediately lifted her between my arms and hurriedly walked out of our room and shouted to my servants, "Get me a doctor now, and bring me my Beta. She's losing the baby again." Over and over again, that's what I wanted to say, but I couldn't hurt her feelings. She was my real mate; we met three years ago when I had turned 18, and since then we have been together. But somehow, not being able to give me a child breaks the mating bond between us.
Even the sex became boring as a mission to breed her! The love dimmed sooner than I'd expected.
Something deep inside my heart pushed me to break the mating bond and find another mate. But I couldn't do that; I was the Alpha, and I had to follow the rules and not break them. I had to show my pack that loyalty was important. I had to sacrifice my happiness.
In a few minutes, the doctor was there, trying his best to save my unborn baby and Luna. As I'd expected, everything was gone, and we lost the baby again.
The doctor, in frustration, walked out of the room, not knowing how to tell me the bad news. He lowered his eyes to the floor. "Alpha Zachary, I'm..."
I cut off his words instantly. "You're sorry," I scoffed. I patted the doctor's shoulder and said, "It's okay; don't be. It's fate; my dark fate."
My Beta coughed to make me turn my attention to him; then he whispered into my ears, "I think you need to go out for a while." "Why don't you go to the lake house?"
I narrowed my eyes and thought for a while; it was a good suggestion, because honestly, at that point, I was so mad and depressed that I would not be able to confront Luna. Because I was fed up
I nodded agreeing and snapped my fingers at my Beta, "That's a good idea, prepare the limousine and get ready, you're coming with me."
He bowed his head respectfully; he was my best friend after all, and he knew me better than anyone else. He knew how much I wanted to find a new love and a new mate.
I walked to my sister’s room to check on her; she was drowning in her tears. The maids were all around her. I sat next to her in bed; she immediately said, in a sobbing tone, "Sorry, I'll try again. But please don't leave me."
I wiped her tears, and I drew a weak smile, saying, "I'd never leave you." I pulled her hand and placed a soft kiss; then I stood up.
She stared at me, confused, asking, "Where are you going, Zachary?"
I said with dull facial expressions but in a low voice, "I need to go check on the pack." For a couple of days. Please take care of yourself."
"But—I need you."
Her words stopped me by the door, and I wanted to be close to her, but I couldn't fake my feelings anymore. I was an only and lonely child. I'd dreamed of having a big happy family and a lot of kids, but she destroyed my dreams by simply being my mate!
I replied before storming out of the room, "Take care of yourself, Luna." I didn't know why I stressed the word Luna, maybe because I needed to remind myself of the strong bond between us and that I couldn't leave her until my death!
I just walked away, hoping that a few days in my lake house down the hill would pull out my stress so I could keep going in my routinely miserable life. Everything seemed dark at that moment; even my love had vanished. I needed something to give me hope again and to color my life. I had no idea that I would find that thing in a homeless she-wolf sleeping on the ground near the lake and eating from the grass! With one yellow eye and one blue one, her clothes were so dirty; she smelled like a dead fish, as if she hadn’t taken a bath for years!
I didn't imagine that I might find my happiness with that homeless she-wolf!
