Alpha’s Orphan Mate Is The Princess Of Werewolves Novel – Involved in a car accident while coming home on my anniversary, I was immediately rushed to the hospital all bloody and wounded. In the ambulance when the doctors asked me for my husband, my eyes teared up as I lied about me being a widow.
After going through a life threatening surgery, the doctors shook their heads declaring-”Madam we are sorry but we could not save your child.” Still in shock, I was discharged after three days with my husband being clueless about the state I was in.
To inform him I unlocked the phone only to see the post of my mother-in-law. In the post there was a photo of my husband Alpha Xavier Snow with his childhood love Vanessa. My husband gently held Vanessa with his eyes softly gazing at her. The caption being: ‘They would make the best couple.
She would have been my daughter in law if only my son wasn’t snatched by someone else with no status.’ They were attending an event together at the royal palace of werewolves not knowing that I was the youngest child of the Alpha King and Luna Queen.
Earlier, I had bought a lot of gifts for my husband, and was rushing home to the candle light dinner I had set up only for my car to be hit by a bus. My hands trying to shield the child in my belly were embedded with glass shards as I called my husband numerous times to my rescue while suffocating inside the broken car.
He did not pick up but messaged me instead. [Xavier: Some important work came up. I will not be home today so don’t wait for me.] [Xavier: I know you were excited for our anniversary but this is important so don’t make a fuss.] By the time, a rescue team arrived at the scene, I had almost lost my consciousness.
They hurried me in the ambulance with sirens echoing all around. “Damn she has lost a lot of blood, we have to operate on her immediately.” “Operate, we can’t, she is pregnant, what if she loses her child?” “My baby..” I was breathing heavily in pain, trying hard to stay awake. “Ma’am we need your husband to sign-” “I am a widow. P-please just save..save my child…” The procedure was quickly done as I was taken to the emergency ward with beeping sounds of machines all around me.
I felt pain blossoming in each pore of my body as soon as I woke up. “My baby..” I called only to be greeted by a female doctor who looked at me with pity. “Ma’am, your child could not be saved. It was a life threatening situation…if only we could have arrived earlier.” She sighed yet my ears rang with fear as color drained my face.