The Alpha’s Slave

BRIANNA’S POV

The morning was colder than usual. Outside, the rain poured heavily as if the skies were provoked, causing goosebumps to speck all over my skin, and icy chills seeping into my bones. I had to cover with an extra layer of sweater to keep warm.

I had woken up early to prepare breakfast for Sebastian who was very much asleep probably due to the weather, otherwise he would have kicked against me getting up this early, cooking or doing anything he considered work or stressful because of my delicate state.

I wanted to surprise him by serving him breakfast in bed today. I have always wanted to do that and I hope he appreciates it.

Later in the day, I had an appointment with the doctor in the hospital. And Sebastian was to take me. My pregnancy has reached the second trimester. My bump was coming in nicely. It looked adorable and I won’t stop receiving compliments whenever Sebastian and I went out.

Sometimes, I would stare at it in the mirror for a long time, just rubbing it and smiling. At times, I feel the babies kicking. The ultrasound indicated the possibility of twins: a boy and a girl. I couldn’t be happier. That means the bump might be bigger than a normal bump.

I loved the fact I had to be wearing loose clothes at this stage, mostly Sebastian’s. We literally shared clothes now. He seldom complained of me straining the waistbands of his shorts and joggers. But that didn’t stop me. Though sooner or later, we’ll be going shopping to get more comfy clothes for me and some baby essentials too.

Just like my marriage, I never imagined I’d someday get pregnant much less for an Alpha King. Being locked up in Hermes’s hellhole for that long, I gave up on that idea. At times, I thought I’d come down with fertility issues. Perhaps my womb might shift from its natural position from all that merciless pounding Hermes gave me and those pills too. Then I wouldn’t know what it feels like to be a mother. What it feels like to carry a child inside me. Thank goodness none of that happened.

The microwave beeped and I opened it, taking out the banana bread cake with a thick towel. The aroma wafted through the air, filling my senses as I breathed it in. My cravings have intensified during this period. I literally crave anything even at odd times and I can’t help it. Given my body type, I usually found it difficult to put on weight, but no doubt I’ll be putting on some if not a lot of weight this period.

I had set everything on the breakfast tray, ready to take it upstairs to Sebastian. I was happy with what I had achieved. No doubt Sebastian will like it.

I was about to carry the tray when the voice of one of the maids stopped me.

“Good morning Luna Brianna,” she said with a slight bow, approaching cautiously as if to deliver bad news.

“Good morning,” I managed a smile, couldn’t help but wonder why she had that solemn expression on her face.

My gaze roamed the length of her body to see a small delicate piece of envelope loosely held in her hands.

I strengthened my posture, my brows drawing in curiously as I focused my attention. “We received a mail?”

“Yes…” she looked down on the envelope as if forgetting she was holding it. “It came in for Alpha Sebastian. But since he isn’t up yet, I wanted to give it to you.”

“Ok,” I said, extending my hand as she came forward and handed it to me. Turning the envelope, I scrutinized it. It looked fancy and official. No doubt it must have come from someone as important as Sebastian. Perhaps from the Association of Alpha Kings. Maybe it was an invitation to an event. “I didn’t know mails were delivered in such weather. But it’s all good. Who is it from?”

“From one of the Alpha Kings.”

I thought as much.

“Gone through it yet?” I asked, giving her a questionable look.

“No,” she answered quickly, a mix of fear and nervousness evident in her tone. “We’re not supposed to go through mails meant for you or Alpha Sebastian.”

“Then why the solemn expression?” I inquired, looking at her closely. “Did you lose a pet or something?”

“No…it’s just that I haven’t been feeling too well since I woke up,” she complained bitterly.

I felt for her, regretting my assumption that she’d already gone through the mail.

“Sorry. I didn’t know. Maybe you can take the week off. There isn’t much work to do at the castle these days. Go take care of your health. Okay?” I smiled at her sympathetically.

Though there was no need for it, she thanked me profusely before leaving.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I didn’t know why but I felt this heaviness in my chest, making it almost difficult for me to breathe properly. I didn’t know if it was the weather or pregnancy. But whatever it was, I didn’t like the feeling and hoped it would go away soon.

Trying to get hold of myself, I stared down at the envelope. I know I wasn’t supposed to go through mails meant for Sebastian but something propelled me to open it. We were a couple after all and we never hid anything from each other. We were like an open book to each other. He knew everything about me so did I about him. I wanted to know which event or party we or he was invited to.

I didn’t want to attend any party. And I know Sebastian wouldn’t want to either. Not after what happened to the last one we attended where that bastard took me to the back of the hall and tried to force his way into me.

Sebastian was putting in extra effort to protect me from people like that, especially Hermes. Protect me from their Association of Alpha Kings. He explained that our marriage should have been registered and documented by them, just like every other Alpha King’s marriage, so they would recognize and accept me as the new Luna. But to hell with that! I wanted nothing to do with them. I considered myself a Luna. Sebastian sees me as his Luna and the maids too. That was more than enough for me. The association didn’t know about our marriage, and it will remain that way for as long as it can.

As I took the letter out of the envelope and opened it, my heart stopped beating for a moment and the world around seemed to come to an abrupt stop on seeing ‘FROM ALPHA HERMES COSTIN,’ on the top.