Pregnant and Betrayed by the Alpha Novel – I was nine months pregnant, expecting to deliver my baby in a week when I received a receipt from ‘Heavenly Resorts’ the biggest hotel in the city with a small note. ‘Hope you and your mate had an amazing night.’ My mate and husband of seven years, Alexander Newman, has been frequenting the place where we spent our first night with his mistress for the past two years. The first time was on the day when I miscarried two years ago.
Just that moment an anonymous message on my phone read out: “His one true love who can produce an heir for the pack unlike an infertile luna. Last night we had sex in your honeymoon suite.” Along with the message multiple photos and two videos were attached. I was numb, tears streaming down my eyes as I clicked on one of them. “You are the only one I love. I will leave Serena and marry you.” I closed my eyes to the recorded confession of my mate.
Numerous messages popped up one after another. “I hope you know the truth now.” “I am Alexander’s woman.” “All those nights he was out for so-called pack’s surveillance were all spent in my bed.” “He said that he is with you for an heir.” “This is my Instagram account, filled with our loving pictures. Even on the day of your wedding anniversary your husband was with me.” I clicked on the link to the Instagram page which opened with a myriad of intimate photos between a couple. The latest photo displayed Tiffiany sitting on a man’s lap and kissing him.
It was captioned as: [23rd of January, the day when he first saw me two years ago and it was love at first sight.] 23rd January was my birthday. I laughed with tears threatening to fall down my eyes. I scrolled down only to find a pattern in all the photos- Alpha Alexander’s face wasn’t visible in any of them yet even with a look I could decipher his identity, after all I was the one who bought him those expensive watches as a collection. I was going through the photos with teary eyes when my hands stopped abruptly.
There was a photo of a woman embracing a male while showing off her diamond ring. The background was decorated with flowers, with firecrackers bursting in the sky. The caption made my blood turn cold. [March 19: He asked me out to be his girlfriend and guess what? I said yes!] A year ago, this was the day when I miscarried. I remember calling Alexander multiple times, but he never picked up. When I messaged him that I was in the hospital, he at last called me irritably and said that I should stop playing tricks to attract his attention and hung up.
I remember watching the lifeless corpse of my child being taken out to be discarded and was in such a deep shock that I could not get out of bed for more than two months. When I received another message from Tiffiany, my heart was crushed beyond comprehension. A picture of ultrasound along with a doctor’s prescription from the hospital was attached as an image along with a one liner text. [I am pregnant with Alexander’s child.] Clutching my heart that was so trampled upon by my childhood sweetheart and mate, I gasped for air as I could hardly breathe.
Like a manic I rushed to my mate’s wardrobe and searched frantically for his wallet, where he had always kept our couple photo, surprisingly it wasn’t there anymore and was replaced by the photo of another woman. It could not be denied anymore that my mate openly cheated on me when I already had so much evidence. I opened one of the attached videos and my mate’s loving voice for his mistress was the first thing I heard. ‘Are you…are you pregnant?’ Alexander glanced at Tiffany in elation and when she nodded, he picked her up in joy before kissing her. ‘I will divorce Serena as soon as she gives birth to a son for me, only then we can have a happy family! I will finally have two heirs!” I could not believe the words at first and had to replay the video multiple times to let the reality sink.
While I was still sitting on the ground hugging myself the front door opened, and Alexander was finally home. “Serena” He called out to me a few times before frowning and turning on the lights. When I was nowhere to be found on the first floor, he entered our bedroom upstairs only to see me sitting silently in a dark corner with tears in my eyes.