“Kay?”
My eyes widened.
Kay hugged me.
“Couldn’t stay out.
I missed you.”
“I missed you, too.” I hugged him back.
“It’s been like forever.”
Right.
It really seemed to be like that.
Even I missed myself.
“What about the bar, though?
Is it okay to leave it behind?
Your customers…”
Kay shrugged.
“They can manage tonight.
I missed my baby.”
My gaze softened.
“Hug.”
We hugged again.
Sneers came from all around us.
We ignored them.
Noah turned on the music, and the sitting room quickly filled with noise.
The sudden change in the atmosphere almost made me giddy.
My cheeks hurt from smiling too hard.
Lucien and the rest gathered around me, dancing wildly while Kay mixed the wines.
I held a glass of wine in my hand, swirling it as I watched the alphas, betas, and omegas dancing before me.
Feast.
This was what we call Feast.
It was so pleasing to the eye.
“You can’t drink that.”
Someone whispered in my ear.
Noah.
The voice was too familiar to miss.
My lips twitched.
Before I could say a word, he took the glass from me and pushed another in my hand.
Juice.
I silently rolled my eyes.
However, my mood was too high to be easily dampened with something as light as this.
I stood up and joined the dance.
Dancing again after so long felt so good.
My pores opened, making me feel as though I had just had a long and relaxing massage.
It felt so good, too good.
None of my friends asked any questions.
We danced and played around till dawn.
Only then did they pack their things and leave.
Noah led me upstairs, where I settled into his room, and he went to the guest room to sleep…
against my will.
I slept peacefully.
It was the most peaceful night in days.
No dream.
Just a sweet and nice night.
My nightlife continued…
every night felt like a blessing.
A week later.
Noisy again.
Kay had come tonight, too, and the number of friends around had increased.
My eyes searched through the crowds, trying to see which of them had caught Noah’s eyes.
I’d been observant for a week, following his gaze at every moment, wondering when he would walk up to his desired omega.
However, Noah disappointed me again.
Not only was his attention fully focused on me, ignoring everything and everyone else, but he also hadn’t looked at anyone for too long for the past few days.
Not even the alphas.
Could I have been wrong?
“Hey!”
Lucien’s playful voice.
I snapped out of my thoughts.
“What’s up?”
“I should ask that.
You good?
You’ve been too quiet for the past few days.
Something doesn’t feel right.”
Of course, I knew they would have noticed something wrong with me.
Not only had Noah always stopped me from drinking with them, but he would even drag me back to sit after dancing for too long.
They’d all been looking at me for the past few days, and I knew they had a lot of questions to ask.
I lowered my head, lip pursed.
“Tell me, are you dating Noah?
Not the usual deal, but dating to marry?”
Marry…
The word made me tremble.
“Shut up.” I blurted out.
“Why would I get married?”
Lucien’s eyes widened.
“Then…
dating?
Are you dating Noah?”
“You’ve gone crazy.”
He laughed.
“He’s so good, though.
Many Os swoon over him whenever he hits the bar.
Too bad, his eyes are always on you.”
“Don’t be so nosy.
“Well, you’re top O.”
I raised a hand.
Lucien jumped up, laughing as he escaped.
I rolled my eyes.
He wouldn’t be able to tease me for too long, anyway.
Noah was in love already, and every one of them would soon know who his lover was.
I grinned.
Soon enough.
“Why are you smiling so hard?
Something fun?”
Noah.
I raised my juice glass.
“Nothing could be more fun than this.”
Dancing friends.
Noisy space.
Great lifestyle.
It doesn’t get better than this.
Except for the juice, though.
“Hungry?
You haven’t eaten much all day.” He sat beside me, chin on his hand as he stared at my face.
I shifted slightly.
My mood fell.
“I’m not hungry.”
“You haven’t been eating for almost a week, Elian.
This is dangerous.”
“It’s not like I can keep it in.
I keep throwing up.” I drank the whole juice and dropped the glass on the table.
“Can we not talk about food right now?
I feel nauseous just hearing about it.”
Noah sighed.
“But you can’t keep eating snacks every day?
It’s not healthy.”
“Well, nothing has been healthy for me ever since I had this.” I pointed to my belly.
My voice turned cold.
“I don’t want this, Noah.
I really don’t want to ruin my mood right now.”
“Then, should we visit Cole?
He should be able to prescribe medicine that would help you eat without throwing up.”
Hospital again.
Like there was ever good news from there.
“He might have a solution.”
I sneered.
Solution?
I’d be glad if he didn’t announce a second pregnancy on the spot.
“I’m not going.”
“Elian…”
“Stop, Noah.
Please.”
I stood up and joined my friends.
My mind was a mess.
Indeed, I hadn’t been eating anything other than snacks and juice for the past week, and my stomach had been hurting more these days.
I knew it was the food I hadn’t been eating, yet the mere thought of eating made my chest feel stuffy and uncomfortable.
Dear God.
This really shouldn’t be my life…
“Baby!”
Kay’s loud voice rang in my ears.
He approached, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the middle.
“Be my dance partner!”
I smiled.
“Your A is here, you know?”
“You’re an omega, Elian.” He rolled his eyes.
I leaned in, lips close to his ear.
“He always believed I’m A.”
Kay covered his mouth and chuckled.
“If you’re A, then I’d gladly be your mate.”
I winked.
Kay blushed.
We both laughed.
Then, I shivered.
“He’s watching.
He’s gonna cut my neck.”
“He doesn’t dare.”
I couldn’t help but laugh helplessly.
Kay held my hand, and we danced freely on the stage.
Only at a moment like this would my stomach settle down, and the pain would be non-existent.
Honestly, I wished I could dance forever without stopping.
That way, I wouldn’t have to worry about food or pain.
Everything would be nice with my friends around and the music on.
The smile on my face deepened.
Yes, I should enjoy the night.
“Kay,”
“Hm?”
“A moment, please.
I’m pressed.” I muttered, trying hard to stop my expression from changing.
“Okay.
Be right back.”
I nodded, holding a smile, and turned around to leave.
“Where are you going?”
Noah again. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
I didn’t turn around.
“Bathroom.
I’ll be back.” My lips trembled slightly.
“Alright.”
I walked faster, climbed the stairs, and made my way to the bathroom.
Something was wrong.
My stomach kept twisting.
Not painful enough to cause a stir, but something still didn’t feel right.
My heart kept racing as I pushed open the bathroom door.
Standing before the mirror, I took in my reflection.
Pale face.
Lasted more than a week already.
Light pink lips.
Lighter than I used to remember.
Then, my eyes seemed dimmer than I had ever seen them be.
My lips pursed slightly.
I lowered my eyes to my belly and frowned.
What was going on?
Reaching out, I held the hem of my pants.
My breathing quickened, and my fingers trembled uncontrollably.
I closed my eyes, breathing in and out.
‘It’s alright.
It’s really alright.’
Yeah, it had to be.
Then, I pulled it down.
There it was.
On my white boxers.
Blood.
My mind blanked.
Fingers turned cold, and my stomach twisted sharply.
I bent forward, fingers gripping the pants tightly as I stared at the dark patch of blood on my boxer.
I bit my lower lip.
Yet, the pain only made me feel numb.
Exhale, Elian.
In.
Out.
I closed my eyes and tried my best to control my thoughts.
It wasn’t that bad.
The blood wasn’t that much.
It might not even be what I thought.
I slowly pulled up my pants and walked out of the bathroom.
My gaze trained forward, and I walked down the stairs, returning to the party.
Every step felt like a punishment.
Not from the pain.
But the stain inside my pants.
It felt like the blood would drip out and stain the ground until I bled to death.
My knuckles had turned white from gripping too hard.
Weakness crept from my belly, gnawing at my chest.
“Noah,” my voice cracked, almost a whisper.
Noah rushed over.
He took my hand.
“What’s it?
Are you okay?” The panic in his eyes was obvious.
I shook my head, eyes blurring with unshed tears.
“Noah…
I’m bleeding.”
“What?”
I pointed to my pants.
“It’s stained.
Blood.”
Noah paled.
My chest constricted.
I staggered backward.
My vision tilted as he lifted me in his arms.
The last thing I heard was the panicked call from my friends.
********
“Where is the baby’s father?”
Cole asked.
I turned to look away.
“It doesn’t have one.”
Silence.
“Find him, Elian.”
My brows creased.
“I won’t.
I can take care of the baby alone.” After the nausea, I would return home to plead with my Dad.
I could take care of the baby alone.
“Mr Cole, what happened to him?
Why was he bleeding?” Noah asked.
I turned to look at him.
Messy hair.
Pale face.
He must have been very worried.
Cole removed his glasses and lowered his eyes, staring at me.
“You need to find the father.
This isn’t a normal pregnancy, Elian.
Your body is reacting badly to the absence of the father’s pheromone.”
My body involuntarily trembled.
“He needs the…
father?” Noah asked.
“If he wants to save both himself and the child,” Cole replied.