Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother

Jasmine

“You did great today, Jasmine. You don’t have to look so down. It’s progress.” My instructor said when she saw the disappointed look on my face and even though I nodded in response, walking to the tree to grab my bottle of water and towel to wash my face, I could not help but feel a very large sense of sadness because I knew that I had been so close to shifting.

I had felt it in my bones and in that split second, I had transformed, and even though it was not even completely, I had seen the claws. I had felt my sight sharpen, I had felt everything around me change, my sensations heightening and then before I could blink, it was gone. Like it never even happened.

“You did good, Jasmine.” My instructor said again and she smiled as she came to sit beside me where I was currently seated, at the foot of the tree.

“How do you get over something like this? How do you continue to not give up hope? I was so close and now it felt like I had only imagined everything.” I said, my lips quivering and she took my hand in hers.

“When we started, you could not even make a transformation, Jasmine. And now you can. Baby steps.”

I wanted to ask her how much longer when someone cleared his throat and when I turned in the direction of the sound, I swallowed nervously as my eyes met with Hardin’s.

He had come earlier, looking rather disoriented after my run. But after my tutor questioned his uneasiness, he said he was going to leave and check on me when I am done.

“I’m here to pick you up.” He said, his face showing mild irritation that I had already come to accept was a part of him. He was a prickly person through and through, and sometimes it could be something as simple as the change in weather.

“Hello Hardin” The instructor said with a slight bow of her head that reminded me that while I saw Hardin as many things, he was first and foremost the future Alpha of the pack. .

Nodding in response, he placed his hands in his pockets and waited for me to pack my bags, walking beside me to where he parked the car. But all I could think about was how close he was and how it made me so nervous because of the news that I had to tell him that I was unable to for the past couple of days.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

As I buckled my seat belt, Hardin opened the console between us and handed me chocolate.

When my eyes widened at the gesture, he rolled his eyes and started the ignition, dropping the chocolate on my lap.

“It helps to keep your sugar up after training so you don’t go fainting on me before we get home.”

Oh. For a second I had thought he had sensed something growing inside of me that had made him do that. Of course not. Hardin’s response would be anything but calm if he found out that I was pregnant with his child.

I had texted him yesterday that I wanted to talk to him about something but seeing him now in the flesh, I didn’t think I was ready to reveal that I was pregnant with his child thanks to that night where he had not used protection and succumbed to the whims of the full moon.

“You are tapping your leg restlessly, Jasmine. Is there something bothering you?” When I glanced at him, his eyebrows were raised in question even though he was not looking at me and I felt like there was something blocking my throat. It was fear.

“No, I’m fine. Thank you.”

“I don’t think you are but whatever” He answered and even though I wanted more than anything to tell him, there were many reasons why I knew that was a terrible idea, especially because it wouldn’t change how Hardin felt about me.

Perhaps it was the most hurtful part of all of this, because just earlier I had heard Hardin tell his father that he could go on and host the ball for him to find his mate. I had just been a means to an end. A way to act on his impulses and anger that his father had remarried another woman rather than spend the rest of his life pining after his mother.

Hardin was never going to think of me as anything other than the stepsister he never wanted or asked for. And that was what hurt the most because I had been delusional that telling him would make him change towards me.

Feeling my eyes prick with tears, I quickly bit into the chocolate bar that he had given me as he drove past the main gate into the house and not even waiting for him to park in the garage, I got down from the car and rushed inside, heading straight upstairs and locking myself in the bathroom to throw up.

Sitting on the ground when I was done, I held my head between my hands as I tried to think.

Should I run away? Because there was no doubt that Hardin would never accept that this baby was his or that his actions were the reason that I was in this situation in the first place.

I could not tell my mother anything, not with how fragile her health had made her. How was I going to explain that I had been sleeping with Hardin for a long time, even though I had never intended for that to happen.

Should I tell Nadia? So many options with bleak answers were what I was staring at but the one thing I was certain of was that I was not going to lose this baby. With or without Hardin or anyone else’s support, I was going to keep the baby, I vowed as I held my stomach.

I didn’t realize that I had ended up sleeping off on the bathroom floor till dawn until my alarm rang and I snuck downstairs to fix myself something to eat before everyone was up before heading over to Nadia’s house to wait for her so we could go to school together.

If she wondered why I had done that, she didn’t say anything and I was grateful that she did not ask questions.

The last thing I expected to happen today was a confrontation with Lorenzo but as I made my way to class for the first period, someone grabbed my arm.

When I turned around, it was Lorenzo, his handsome face contorted in an ugly frown as he raised his eyebrows at me.

“We need to talk.” He said and before I could come up with an excuse, he dragged me away till we got to the boys changing room and shoved me inside, closing the door behind him.

The room was of course empty because everyone else would be in class and when I looked at the crazed look in Lorenzo’s eyes, I felt my entire body shake with fear.

“I never took you for a liar, Jasmine.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked even though I was sure that I knew what he was talking about.

“We made a deal and I kept my end of the bargain.”

When I didn’t say anything, he grabbed me by my throat and slammed me against one of the lockers and I gasped in fear as he whispered close to my ear.

“Since you don’t want us to do this the easy way, then we are going to do it the hard way. And trust me, Jasmine, I really would have loved it if we had done this the easy way.”

“Please stop” I begged but when I saw that he meant what he said, I started to struggle against his hold.

“Stop fighting me.” He growled, his hands tightening around my throat and all I could think about was my baby.

Placing my hands in front of my stomach protectively, I croaked.

“Please, Lorenzo. You’re hurting me. Please, if not for anything, for this child I’m carrying…” Before I could finish the statement, he released me and took a step back, his eyes wide with surprise.

“What are you talking about? Did I just hear you clearly?”

My eyes widened in surprise, realizing what I had just blurted out, but since it was already out, there was no more point in denying it, was there?

When I nodded, he shook his head in disbelief.

“Did you just say you’re pregnant, Jasmine?” He asked slowly.

“Yes, Lorenzo. I’m pregnant.”

The silence in the room was almost deafening and that was when I realized that we were not the only ones in the locker room after all, my eyes wide with surprise when Hardin walked out to where Lorenzo and I stood, his face filled with shock and rage unlike any I’ve seen before.

He looked at me with a murderous glare and I realized what he thought even before he said it.

“So you are now pregnant for this son of a bitch?” He roared, his voice shaking the room.