Her Forbidden Alpha King novel Chapter 4

~~~ Allaya ~~~

I take out a small traveling bag and toss inside some clothes, just enough to last me a few days. I plan on telling my father to deliver me the rest.

For now, I just want to avoid my step sister. I’ll leave the house in the middle of the night as a thief. I shouldn’t be the one chased out of my home, but I don’t have the strength or the will to face my parents and relate what happened to them.

They should know, but I’ll give Elena the chance to tell them.

I’ll miss my home, I’ll miss my parents, but I cannot live under the same roof with her, not anymore.

A sense of loss wrecks over my soul, she used to be my best friend, my light at the end of the tunnel. Every time I believed I didn’t fit in, she would beat some sense into me. But it’s all in the past. Elena betrayed me in the worst way possible.

I swallow my tears, she doesn’t deserve them.

Zipping up my bag, I pick myself from the floor and just when I’m about to leave, the one that I tried so hard to avoid barges into my room.

“Allaya, I’m so sorry you found out that way. I was meaning to tell you, but…”

“But what?” I snap, cutting her lame excuse mid sentence.

Her apologetic voice does not match the look on her face. There is no remorse in her eyes for sleeping around with the one that I loved, and that speaks louder than her words.

They say the eyes are the mirror of the soul, and all I can spot in hers is deep hatred. Was she like that from the start? Was I blind all this time?

“You didn’t find an opportunity to break it to me? We see each other every day, I’m sure that there were plenty of occasions when you could have told me that you’re banging my boyfriend.” My lips pressed together in anger.

Fake tears shimmer in her eyes, she drops herself on the cold floor. “I beg you to forgive me, Allaya, but there’s more!”

More…

Her words are echoing in my brain, while a shudder travels down my spine.

Well, at this point, I expect nothing good coming out of her mouth and I believe I’ve grown immune.

“Please, go ahead and entertain me!”

“I’m pregnant.”

I was wrong. My heart rate increases, and my stomach clenches with the force of my self-restraint.

I feel sick.

Heartbroken.

Outraged.

Full of wrath.

For the second time in the same night, a beast inside me presses to take over. It takes all the willpower in the world to fight back the anger that threatens to unleash.

“How many weeks?”

“Twelve weeks.”

Three months.

So I was a laughing stock for more than three months. A foolish part of me hoped that they had a one time mistake, but no, they were regular.

I rush out the door, not looking back even once, afraid that if I stay any longer, I’ll listen to that voice inside my head that demands me to rip out her heart and watch her bleed to death.

* * *

“So your dear step-sister finally showed you her true colors. I did warn you Allaya, the signs were all there, but you resisted to believe.” There is pity in Alexis’ voice, and when she wraps me in her arms, my composure goes down the drain, I break into tears.

I am in my assigned dorm room now, where I never spent one night. Why would I when the college is a twenty minutes drive from home?

Alexis has been my friend since high school, and we ended up attending college together as well. She and Elena never got along, and I chose to take my step sister’s side. I was wrong, but there’s no room for regret now, it won’t undo the past, so where’s the point in that?

“Oh, I’m sorry for being insensitive!” She studies me with kindness and sympathy, then tugs a rebel strand of hair behind my ears, I’m a mess.

“I know exactly what you need.” Declaring confidently, she walks to the freezer.

My face lights up. “Cheesecake ice cream? You still keep some?”