I stormed into my room and threw myself on my bed. I screamed into my pillow until my voice went hoarse, and I pounded my feet into my futon mattress, feeling like an absolute insolent child.
How had I screwed my life up so much?
At 27, I still lived at home, was hated by my family for getting pregnant, and I didn’t even know who the hell the dad was. I pounded my fists into my pillow and really beat it until my knuckles were red.
All this was happening, and yet, I was still feeling somewhat happy.
It was the love I had for my baby. I wanted to nurture it, see it grow older, and give it a proper family. Maybe this arranged marriage wasn’t such a bad idea. Maybe I could find a father who would care for this child with me, and maybe I could even give children to this new Alpha. After all, my stepmother Diana had been married more than once. And she’s with my father, who is the Blue Sky pack’s Beta.
