Maya

"Did you really miss your period this month?" Zoey's expression shifted to one of concern.

"Yes. But I'm telling you, the period has nothing to do with it," I blurted out hastily. I mean, for heaven's sake, I was a virgin just a few days ago; the period had no relevance to this situation. "I've only been involved in sexual activities for a few days. So, what does the period have to do with it?"

"You really have no idea about werewolf pregnancies, do you?" Zoey's gaze softened. "Our bodies don't function like humans, Maya. Pregnancy symptoms can manifest within a few days."

"I know pregnancy symptoms can show up fast, Zoey," I sighed deeply, running my fingers through my hair and then pulling my hand down to my mouth. I felt terrible. "But... I-I can't be pregnant. It just can't happen. I can't..."

"Hey, calm down, Maya." She sat beside me and rubbed my back gently. "Take it easy. We'll figure it out. Let's run some tests together, but first, I need you to answer a few questions. Did the Alphas use protection when they were with you?" she asked.

Those bastards never did because they simply couldn't care less about the aftermath.

"No," I shook my head, a sigh slipping past my lips, "They never used protection."

"How many times have you vomited today?"

"Twice."

"Have you been feeling fatigued for the past few days?"

"Yes, but it's probably due to the sudden sexual activities and bizarre circumstances; there's no other reason."

"Cold sweat? Dizziness and lack of appetite?"

"Have been quite common these past few days," I admitted.

"We need to run a few tests, Maya. Please cooperate with me."

"But—"

"Maya, we can't determine if it's a pregnancy or not without these tests," she said softly. "Please try to calm down. Once we have the results, we can figure something out."

This was all so fucking messed up...

I didn't want to take the tests because I had no idea what I would do if it turned out I was pregnant. My life was in chaos; my mother kept pressuring me, manipulating my decisions for her own selfish reasons. My mates were relentless, wanting nothing but to end my life, and I, myself, wasn't even sure if I wanted to keep on living.

At this point in my life, having a baby was the last thing I could handle. Yet, I couldn't fathom the idea of ending the life growing inside of me.

God! What am I supposed to do?

"Maya..." Zoey's voice cut through my thoughts as she placed her hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, sweetie. I promise I'll support you."

I understood what kind of support she meant, but I wasn't prepared to become a perpetrator, especially not towards my own potential child.

"Please, Zoey. Whatever the results might be, promise me you won't tell Leonardo and Maximus," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes. "Keep it between us."

She stayed silent for a few moments before finally responding, "Okay. I won't say anything to them. But first, let's take the tests."

***

I stared at the tests, my hands trembling, tears welling up in my eyes.

My worst fear had come true—it was... positive.

Oh no... it was positive.

Shit! 

"Zoey... what the hell do I do?" My voice quivered. "I can't be pregnant... I can't!"

God! This can't be real. I couldn't be pregnant....

This would screw everything up even more. A baby, at such an early age, especially when my mates were fucking thirsty for my blood, I could never afford this. Ever!

"Maya, please try to calm down," Zoey urged, guiding me to sit down as I shook uncontrollably.

"No, Zoey. I can't calm down. I'm pregnant, and the fathers of this child don't even care about me! They're trying to kill me. What am I supposed to do with this baby?!" I gasped for air, on the verge of hyperventilating. "This is messed up. I have no idea what to do, and if they find out, they'll only make things worse for me,'' Tears rolled down my cheeks; This was such a misery.

"It's okay, Maya. If you don't want to continue with this pregnancy, it's not too late. We don't even know the gender yet, the baby isn't at that stage. It's just the beginning, and you can choose to terminate it if you wish," Zoey suggested calmly. "The decision is yours. I can assist you with the procedure, and we can keep it a secret if that's what you want."

Abort the baby?

I didn't know how I truly felt about it...

No, actually, I did... It felt terrible.

The idea of extinguishing a life forming within me... it felt like a fucking crime. I didn't want to be responsible for ending a life—I didn't want to be a killer. Just the thought of it alone made me feel horrible, the thought of it... was horrifying.

How would I be able to live with knowing I took an innocent life?

"I don't want to be the murderer of my own baby, Zoey," A  sob escaped my lips. I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to stifle the cry. "What fault does it have in all the chaos of my life? It's innocent."

Zoey's gaze softened. "Then what do you want to do?"

"I don't know, Zoey. Tell me, do you think I should be the one to end my baby's life? It's a part of me, isn't it?"

She nodded in understanding. "Yes, it's a part of you, Maya, and I understand how difficult this decision can be. You have to make a choice—either keep the pregnancy or opt for termination. It's a tough situation, but don't rush. You still have enough time. I'll be here for you whenever you need help, and I'll support whatever decision you make."

Yes, I needed time... time to reconsider my decision. I couldn't bear the thought of being responsible for ending my child's life, yet I couldn't subject it to an environment it didn't deserve.

Wiping away my tears, I nodded, steeling my nerves, "I need some time to make my decision, Zoey. Please, don't let the Alphas know about this. I know it's a lot to ask, but trust me, I won't bring any trouble your way."

"It's okay, Maya. I won't disclose anything to anyone," she reassured me, offering a faint smile. "Please take care of yourself until you've made your decision."

"Okay." With that, I rose from my seat. "I'll take my leave for now. Thank you. Thanks a lot..." I turned and walked out of the chamber, heading outside.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, a whirlwind of thoughts crashed upon me all at once.

This was my child, but it was also theirs—those two monsters who I hated to admit but deserved to know about it.

However, I wasn't certain they would react positively. Realistically, I didn't expect any positivity, not after the torment they had put me through. So, what was my best course of action?

God, this is bewildering.

Taking a deep breath, I found myself running out of options. I could either tell them or proceed with the abortion because, in a matter of months, they'd find out anyway.

Wouldn't it be wiser to inform them before that happened? Their reaction might guide my decision. I could be certain about what I needed to do...

I should tell them.

Yes, it could be a mistake, but I had to do it anyway. There was no turning back.

Without wasting any more time, I made my way towards the third floor.