Kiara

The yellow file Alpha Maseno gave me contained a contract agreement between us.

Most of what was written in there were things I had already guessed. If I were healthy enough to conceive a baby for him, I would leave one week after he was born.

I would have no right over the kid, and I wouldn't be allowed to see him ever again.

If I fulfill my part of the deal, he'll fulfill his. He will give me any amount of money I demand and a visa to any part of the world I want to visit.

I may get to change my identity if I want he'll take care of the surgery bills, and most of all, the part I liked most was the one that said he'll fulfill any dream of mine and turn it into reality.

This part left me wondering if he already knew that I already had a dream that was impossible for me to fulfill.

All I ever wanted was to bring Alpha Benna to his knees and make him pay for all he had ever made me go through.

My thirst for vengeance against him started right after my mother's death. I know for a fact that he conspired with my dad to kill my mother and snatch her kingdom away from her.

Yes, although my mother was said to be my father's mistress, she was an Alpha. She had brothers, but they never took over the kingdom after their father died because they had built their own.

My mother was forced to take over my father's kingdom and continue his legacy.

What happened between my mother and father was a stupid single nightstand that resulted in my birth. After my father, who was then already married but was no alpha, knew who my mother was, he did anything he could to get her.

Before she died, my mother told me that she never knew what his real intentions were because anytime he would come to see us, he'd have the excuse that he wanted to be there for me.

It was years later, when I turned four, when my dad, with the help of Alpha Benna, trapped my mother in a burning house after forcing her to hand over the rights of her kingdom to them.

My uncles, after getting to know what had really happened, ran to save her, only for them to be consumed in that fire.

That night, I lost not only my mother but also my favorite two uncles. It was the beginning of my hell life as well, because I was never accepted as my father's daughter, but I was always seen as his mistress child.

The woman who was supposed to be my step-mother despised me at first sight. She always reminded me that I was not my father's and I will never belong there.

I watched every single day as she spoiled my step-siblings but bullied me. She would hit me anytime she wanted and scream asking me to go back from where I came from.

My mother's beta had tried to take me to his family but my fathered refused. He said I was his child thus the only person who has rights over me as to decide who I would stay with.

What always astonished me was the fact that he never intervined in my bullings. He will stay there and watch as my stepmom and step-siblings push me around and made fun of me.

Whether I ate, drank, slept or went to school that never nattered to him. The only time he would talk to me is when he was asking me whether I know of any secret place where my mother his anything valuable.

He never cared for me for the six years that I had stayed in his mansion. After he knew that a little birdie, who was my mother's closet friend, told me what really happened, he sold me to Alpha Benna, who was to make sure that I would never tell anyone as to how they got their packs.

He planned this really well with Benna. After they both knew that I was aware of the fact that him and Benna had killed my mother in order o snatch her kingdom from her, he took the advantage that I didn't know who this Benna was and made it look like I bumped into him while running away from him.

It was at Benna's mansion that I got to know many other secrets.

My father and Alpha Benna were not the only ones who benefited from my mother's and uncle's deaths. After their demise, they brought six more Alphas into the picture and equally divided my mother's and uncle's kingdoms.

All I have ever wished was to expose them and take what rightfully belonged to my mother's and my uncle's.

An itch on the back of my head jarred me from my trance. I cleared my throat and perused through the file to go through the remaining clauses.

A part said that when the kid grows up and asks for his mother, he'll tell him that I abandoned him after he was born.

I picked up a pen from the table and underlined that part. I didn't want my kid to be told that. It would be better if he told him that he died the moment he was born.

I slept on my back, the file lying on my chest, and I focused my gaze on the white ceiling above me.

Maybe this will be the only kid I'll ever get in this life, but I would never get to spend my days with him. I will never watch him grow or be by his side during the best moments of his life.

I won't be there to calm him down when he cries and sing his lullaby until he falls asleep.

I have never thought of having kids, and now that I finally get to think about all of this, I am carrying a weight in my heart.

I swung my legs off the bed and put my flip-flops on. I walked into the shower and took a nice, warm bath before going through my walk-in closet to get something to keep me warm.

Dinner was to be ready in the next hour, so until then I decided to go to Alpha Maseno's office and talk him into rewriting the clause I didn't like.

His deep voice echoed, asking me to get in, and I didn't hesitate.

"Having a change of heart?" He asked without looking at me. I wondered how he knew it was me, but I never asked.

"No, but I think something needs to be changed." I walked to the chair in front of him and sat down.

"And what's that?" He asked, finally letting go of his keyboard and lifting his head to look at me.

"The clause that says the kid will be told that I abandoned him, I don't like it. It may inflict trauma on him as well." I explained.

He nodded. "So, what do you prefer should be written there, Miss Maria?" He turned his head sideways while drumming his fingers on the table.

"At least you can lie to him and say that I died while giving birth to him, but abandon him?" No, that's because I pressed my lips into this thin line, and that's inappropriate."

He chuckled while swiveling in his chair. "I'll change it. Anything else?" He asked after a while.

"Uh, no. I'll come back after I find another." Upon saying that, I rose to my feet and walked out of his office to my room.

I found Maria sitting on the bed, waiting for me. I whacked the file on the bedside table and sat beside her.

"Did you wait for long?" I asked her.

"Nay, I just came in." She took a deep breath. "After dinner, do come to my office. Alpha Maseno says the check-up should start as soon as possible." She told me.

I nodded, knowing that I was about to start a new phase of my life. If I turn out to be healthy, I'll stay here for nine more months, and after the baby is born, I'll dive into seeking my vengeance.

"I hope nothing bad happens. I hope Alpha Benna won't get to know where I am and cause problems." I closed my eyes for a silent prayer while taking a deep breath.

"You don't need to be stressed. Everything will be okay." Maria squeezed my hand in assurance.

"I hope they'll be." I murmured while resting my head on her shoulder.

******

I woke up before everyone. Stretching and yawning, I pulled all the bedsheets off my bed and changed into clean ones.

I walked to the window, cringing my eyes against the rising sun's rays as I pulled the heavy curtains aside.

After my normal morning routine of yoga, a shower, and dressing up, I walked out of the room to the dining room.

Today being the day that I was going to start my checkups, I was filled with nervousness until my stomach bloated.

I didn't take the heavy breakfast I normally take but only settled on a cup of tea.

A few minutes later, I walked toward Maria's office, prepared for what would come next.

Maria looked at me from head to toe and asked me to sit. "Did you sleep?" She chuckled.

"Uh, no." I admitted. I could have lied and said that I had good sleep, but the eyebags under my eyes would have sold me out.

I tried lying to the head chef, and it was from her that I knew the eyebags were visible.

I didn't sleep even for a second last night. I kept on turning and turning on my bed as if the ants present in the whole world had turned out to be my bedmates.

"I kind of figured it out." She chuckled while pointing at my eyebags. "Climb on the bed, please." She stretched her finger to show me the single-person bed in the corner.

I took my side off, climbed on it, and slept on my back. She first looked at my temperature and drew blood from my fingers, and for the rest of the things she did, I couldn't figure out what they were.

Anytime she would put a needle in my skin and take it out, she would nod and write something on the maroon notebook she was holding.

"I'll need you to take off your dress." She said that, and I choked on my saliva. "Maria, it's not what you think. It's for medical reasons." She smiled warmly at me.

"I know," I murmured. The only reason I didn't want to take out my dress was because of the scars on my back, lower abdomen, and thighs.

"If you are afraid of what your skin looks like, don't worry. I've already seen it. Don't forget, I was taking care of you when you first came here." She reminded me.

"Uh,yes." I responded while sucking on my lower lips. I grabbed the hem of the dress to pull it upward but hesitated.

"Maria," Maria called while coming closer to me. "You don't need to worry. This is a no-judgment area. What is seen or discussed here remains here." She grabbed my shoulder and squeezed it a bit.

Calming me down with her touch, she helped with the zipper as I pulled the dress down and climbed on the bed.

In a process that seemed like forever, with her pushing and pulling out needles and checking my vaginal area, she finally asked me to put my dress on.

I sat on the bed, watching as he scribbled something on the notebook while humming, nodding, and sighing.

After some time, she raised her head to look at me with an unreadable expression on her face.

"What now?" I asked, my voice wavering a little. "Can I give birth? Am I healthy enough?" I let the questions come out of my mouth without taking a breath.

She gave me a pitiful gaze, wrinkles of worry covering her normal, smooth face.

"Oh God, I knew it." I sighed while getting out of bed. My time in his kingdom was over; where was I going to go?