Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

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Well, that was most certainly exhilarating.

I knew Alex would find me sooner or later, but I never thought our encounter would be so… intense. Not that I am complaining though.

And my god, did this man have a way with words? I can’t believe how easily I gave in to him. After what I had done to Carla, I had sworn that I wouldn’t be anywhere near her or even Alex. What happened back there will forever haunt me all the days of my life.

I could have sworn that I had stabbed Ana, and even though I knew she was a spirit and couldn’t hurt me, I didn’t expect the person standing before me to be Carla. And who is to say that I won’t hurt anyone again? What if I am unable to recognize the people around me and mistake them for the monsters of my past?

What if I hurt someone again? And what if I am unable to heal them?

Good lord, all these questions were hurting my brain. I do not know why my pregnancy period had to be so agonizing. Other women experienced morning sickness and cravings. Yet here I am battling with spirits and stabbing the people that care about me.

I would never admit this out loud, but this was all worth it if it meant I could finally have my little angel. I do not care how many more spirits I have to face; I do not care if all my enemies resurrect from the dead. I would kill them all over again.

But it was easier said than done, right? Yeah, I thought so too.

And this fear I had whenever I encountered… It was paralyzing. I couldn’t even move whenever they would come face to face with me. How the hell do I intend to kill them all again if they actually return to life?

“Stop it.”

My thoughts are cut short, and my attention shifts to Alex, who has been shooting me a side glance. I thought he would be more focused on the road than on me, but judging by the way he was looking at me, it was clear that he had noticed my silence for a while now. Why do I get the feeling he might have been talking to me?

“Stop what?” I ask him.

“Thinking so much. You are going to give yourself wrinkles,” he states, and I roll my eyes before shooting him a playful glare.

“You would still love me even if I had wrinkles,” I point out, and he purses his lips before nodding in agreement.

“True.”

“Good. Now let me continue my thinking,” I say, then sink into my seat. A moment of silence passes between us, and he dips his hand into his pocket before taking out a penny and handing it to me.

I stare at it with confusion written all over my face and I ask, “What is this for?”

“A penny for your thoughts,” he says, and I internally scream. God, what the hell was wrong with this man?

Why was he being so damn sweet?

A sigh leaves my lips, and I wrap my hands around myself. “I don’t know how I am going to face Carla; she probably hates me right now. And her baby…”

“Her baby is fine, Aira. You healed her in a way that seemed like nothing happened at all,” he says, but I still wasn’t convinced.

“What if she is scared of me now?” I ask, and he grows silent for a moment. His silence was the only answer I needed. “This is a bad idea; I shouldn’t be going back home.”

His grip on the steering wheel tightened, and I knew my words must have struck a nerve: “There is no guarantee that she might not be afraid of you right now. But that is not enough reason for you not to stay in your own palace. If she isn’t comfortable with you around her, then she will pack her bags and go somewhere else.”

“Alex-”

“That is final, Aira!” he snaps, and my lips seal shut. “You are not leaving my sight under any circumstances. You are carrying my child for God’s sake. You shouldn’t even be stressed like this; if I notice even the slightest tension between you and Carla or anyone in general, then I will have them pack. You don’t need all this,” he mutters the last part beneath his breath, and my heart flutters a bit.

It was at that moment that I noticed the fatigue in his eyes. I suppose that all of this is equally stressing him out too.

But there was no way in hell I was going to get Carla kicked out. What Alex doesn’t seem to remember is that she is carrying my blood. My cousin.

The rest of the ride is spent in silence. I played with my thumbs on my lap as we drove down to the palace. When we finally arrived, it felt as though my heart had turned into a drum set. It pounded harder than ever before.

I kept wondering what now? How will Carla treat me after I nearly killed her and her child? She probably wants nothing to do with me. Or so I thought.

The second I stepped out of the car, a loud squeal filled the air. I barely turn around fully before I am being tackled by a pair of arms squeezing the life out of me. My eyebrows shoot to my hairline, and my eyes widen slightly.

I have imagined Carla’s every reaction but this one. This was not what I had expected.

“Oh, thank goodness you are back! I was starting to get worried. Where did you disappear to? Don’t do that again!” She scolds me as she pulls away, and I couldn’t do anything but blink up at her with surprise.

“I… I thought you hated me,” I stuttered, and she looks at me with disbelief.

“What? I can never hate you. Never. I knew it was a mistake, and besides, you brought me back. So there is nothing to feel bad about,” she says so easily and tears well up in my eyes.

“Thank you, Carla,” I say, and she waves her hand dismissively.

“Don’t worry about it,” she says, then takes me by my hands and leads me inside. “Now can we do the ultrasound?” she asks.

“You mean you have not done it since?” I ask her, and she shakes her head no.

“Why would I? We agreed to do it together. I have been waiting for you,” she says, and my heart warms at her words. I was wrong; I haven’t just found a friend in Carla; I have found a sister.

My real one.

I look back at Alex, who has a look that screamed I told you so. I shoot him a grateful smile before disappearing behind the door.

Carla and I made our way to the infirmary and got the ultrasound done. It turned out that we were both within our first trimester. Carla was six weeks gone while I was four.

“There is a possibility you both might give birth within the same day,” the doctor says after reading out his reports. While Carla had an excited smile, I couldn’t help the worry that plagued my heart.

I did not have a good feeling about another set of twins coming into this family.