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His eyes were on me, but he wasn't speaking.
     “Gerald?” I touched his hand. “You have something to tell me?”
     All he said was “I understand.”
     But I felt the need to speak out. Guilt was building up in me, filling me up like a cup that was ready to overflow with water. His consistent look at me couldn't let me have a moment of peace.
     “Actually… Andrea and Raguel… They tricked me into spending a private time with Amon.” It was hard for me to maintain my flow of words, and I took in breaths. “I didn't realize he would try to seduce me.”
     My hands were rubbing against each other, the sweat forming on my palms acted as lubricant.
     But Gerald's expression did not change. “That's not a big issue on ground.” He shook his head about three times. “You have something that belongs to Amon.”
     Something that belonged to Amon? What if he knew I was pregnant with Amon's child?

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Was it all about love or the mate bond?
     My lover, Amon, had left me for a girl he claimed was his fated mate, and I was torn apart, feeling like there was no life without him.
     In just a month, I met Gerald, the Alpha of another pack, and he turned out to be my mate. But then, I was pregnant with Amon’s child.
     I had decided to keep my pregnancy a secret because of the rule of my pack, and Amon was never aware of it. Gerald marked me without a hint of it, but things turned crazy when Amon showed up in secret, claiming he loved me.
     I was conflicted, but there was more to Gerald that I didn't know. Everyone around me was hinting vague things about him that they weren't certain of.
     Well, whatever it was, I was going to accept it as part of my fate.

Leah's Fate

The bed felt wet to my skin, and the room was also too quiet. They'd carried my baby from the crib he was being laid on to be a part of the feast, and I had to adjust myself from always listening to the sound of his voice to staying alone in the room with one of the midwives. It was also dark.

"You've got a name for him?" The midwife asked.

"Amon and maybe Amon's father would decide that."

"Oh…" I heard her sniff. "But… You don't take part in naming him? I thought Amon was supposed to tell you the choice of name he has for him."

I shook my head. "No, I don't have a say in that, and Amon will do what he feels is best for us."

She kept on massaging my head with the wet towel she was holding. Even with the lights put out based on Amon's orders, she could manage to trace my body.

"You don't feel bothered about anything?" She took the towel off my head to soak it in water.

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