CHAPTER 4: VISITOR

~Celina~

“What? Pregnant? Who? I am not pregnant!” I denied vehemently, looking at the strange intensity in his eyes. Even though I had known him for three years, I had never seen such a manic look in his eyes. Suddenly, I didn’t want him to know about our baby. I just wanted to keep my baby safe, even if it was from his own father. 

“Oh. So I must have heard wrong then,” he said, and I nodded, relief spreading through me.

“Then you don’t mind having a check-up, do you?” He asked suddenly, and I froze.

“Ch- check-up? Why?”

“Because I said so,” he said, a taunting smirk on his face, and I shook my head. 

“No, Logan. I am not pregnant. And I don’t want to have a check-up.”

“Shut up! I wasn’t asking you for permission!”

Before I could speak anything more, two maids barged into the room, followed by an elderly lady in a white coat. I stiffened as I recognised her; Dr. Lana, the pack physician. So Logan had come prepared.

“Get her on the bed,” Logan barked, and the maids rushed towards me. They pushed me towards the bed, discarding my suitcase on the floor. Once they got me lying down, Dr. Lana moved towards me. Seeing her getting close, I struggled to get up, only to be held down forcefully by the two women. 

“What are you doing? Release me!” I ordered in my Luna voice, only for them to turn a deaf ear. 

As the doctor took my hand, checking my pulse, I thrashed violently, trying to throw her hand off mine. Ignoring my resistance, the doctor continued her examination.

“Congratulations Alpha. The Luna is indeed pregnant.”

I slumped down, all my attempts to get out of the bed dying down. 

As the doctor left, Logan turned to me with a smirk.

With renewed vigor, I got up and rushed to him, taking his hand desperately. 

“Logan, I know it is Clara whom you truly love. I will cut ties with you and move away from the pack. You can be with Clara freely. My child and I will never come between you. Just let me go, please,” I pleaded, and Logan let out a laugh, which sent chills down my spine.

“You think you can be free from me just because you cut your hair short?” he asked, his eyes narrowing as he took in my now short hair. From the disgust that flashed in his eyes, I knew he hated seeing it short. Exactly what I wanted. 

“Why are you trying to keep me here, Logan? I know you don’t even really want to have a baby with me!” I asked, and he raised his brows.

“It doesn’t matter who carries the baby. It will be Clara who will raise him. You are just carrying the Alpha Heir for us.”

I just stared at him incredulously as he leaned towards me, his eyes full of indifference. 

“You are not allowed to leave anywhere before having this baby. So don’t get any ideas. Just stay here obediently and give birth to the child. If you stay good, maybe I will let you live once the child is born,” he warned and without waiting for my reply, he stepped out of the room. Then he turned to the guards.

“Always guard the room vigilantly. Don’t let her escape. And watch her well. Don’t give her any chance to harm the baby,” he ordered the guards as I clenched my fists. So he was worried I would rather kill the baby than give it to Clara?

With another chilling glare in my direction, Logan walked away, and I slumped back on the bed, a prisoner in my own home.

I didn’t know how long I stayed there until I heard a commotion near the door. I looked up, the tears long dried on my cheeks.

I narrowed my eyes as I saw the visitor, all my grief turning to anger.

Wearing yet another pink dress, Clara sauntered towards me, her eyes full of smug confidence.

“Luna!” The guards greeted her enthusiastically, and I stiffened. Luna? I was the Alpha’s fated mate, the one who diligently carried out the Luna duties for the pack for three years. And now these people forgot my very existence just like that? This was the pack for which I had shed my blood and sweat for three years…

“Hello again, Celina,” Clara greeted me, and I glared at her in response.

“Why so salty? It is not good for the baby, you know?”

“I know what is good for my baby,” I snapped at her.

“Ah. That is where you are wrong, dear Celina. This is not your baby. It is MY baby,” she said, emphasizing the ‘my’ and I straightened up.

“Thank you so much for carrying this baby for me, Celina. I will always be grateful for this help,” Clara said, her voice taunting though she was uttering words of gratitude.

“When did I offer to give you my baby? It is not my fault you are barren! I will never give up my baby!” I yelled, and she just smirked, ignoring my outburst.

Clara’s eyes flashed as I called her barren, and for a moment I was certain she was going to lash out at me. But then she smiled, and somehow it felt worse than if she had snapped at me.

“You have to rein in that temper of yours, Celina,” she said with a sugary sweet smile. “By the way, since you are already doing me such a huge favor, you won’t mind doing me another little favor, do you?” Clara asked, and I felt a sense of danger looming over me.

“What are you up to?” I asked warily. 

“Don’t worry, Celina. I won’t do anything to harm you when you are carrying my baby.” 

I continued staring at her, not in the least assured by her words.

“Nurse Ella, please come in,” Clara called out, and I watched with confusion as a middle-aged woman in white scrubs came inside. Seeing the medical kit in her hand, I had an ominous feeling.

“See, Celina, you know I have been lying in a coma for three years. I am so weak right now, and I have to build my strength back soon.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. What did it have to do with me?

“Imagine my surprise when I heard that transfusing the blood from a pregnant werewolf will do wonders to boost my stamina? And if it is from a Luna werewolf, all the better! I will even get bonus power! Isn’t that good news?”

My eyes widened in horror as I realised what she was planning to do. 

“No!” I yelled at her, my hands flying to my stomach protectively.

“Come on, Celina. We are practically sisters now that Logan is your mate and I am his girlfriend. Wouldn’t you even donate a little blood to your sister?”

Sister? Seriously?

As I stared at her in stunned disbelief, Celina smirked at me.

“I don’t need your permission anyway, but if you know what is good for you, you will cooperate. Otherwise, don’t blame me after suffering any unnecessary pain.”

“Ella, just draw the blood from her. And be careful to draw exactly as much as possible. Don’t cause any harm to the alpha heir, got it?” She instructed the nurse.

Taking a syringe and a vial, the nurse stepped towards me, and I crawled back, looking at Clara desperately. 

“You can’t do this! What if something happens to the baby?!”

“I already told you I won’t harm the baby. Now stay silent and let her do her job!”

As the nurse tried to draw blood from me, I slapped the syringe away.

“Stay away from me!” I yelled, and Clara let out a sigh before shaking her head.

“You just had to make it hard, didn’t you?” She turned towards the guards. 

“Hold her in place!” She ordered, and the men rushed to obey her order with a fervor they had never shown me.

I tried to throw them off, but with two bulky men holding me down, I could only struggle helplessly. As the nurse crouched down beside me, getting ready to stab me with the needle, I turned to Clara.

“If Logan knows what you are doing, do you think you can get away with it? He may not care about me, but I am carrying his heir! He will not let it go if something happens to the baby!”

Just as I finished threatening Clara, Logan stepped into the room. As he stood there, his eyes scanned the scene in front of him while his face betrayed no emotion.