PREGNANT AND BANISHED

Lana's POV Pregnant? I was Pregnant? I couldn't believe it. "Where's that stupid little bitch?" My stepmother suddenly screamed from across the hall, jolting me back to reality. I looked up in panic as my step mother's fist began to furiously pound on my bedroom door, almost pulling the hinges off. "Lana!" she screeched with impatience and disgust. "Get out here now and wash your sister's clothes! You lazy, good-for-nothing-" I rushed to lock the door with trembling hands, only barely managing to slide the bolt into place before pressing my body against the wood to stop her from coming in and seeing what I was doing. My heart was pounding against my chest, not just from fear but from the anxiety eating at my insides. "Please ma'am, I-I'll be out soon," I stammered, hoping to calm her down, though I knew better than to expect any sort of kindness from this woman. My step mother's shrill voice boomed loudly. "If you don't fucking hurry up and do as you're told, we'll throw you to the rogues and let them kill you, just like they killed your useless mother!" She screamed but I wasn't even paying any attention to what she was saying. Normally, hearing her insult my dead mother would usually upset me, and her threat to throw me to rogues would normally fill me with a fear that kept me submissive, but not today and not right now. Today, I had bigger problems to worry about than how wicked my stepmother was. I looked down at the small white pregnancy stick in my hand, and hot tears filled my eyes. This little stick had just sealed my fate. I looked at it again and two pink lines stared back at me, clear as day. I was Pregnant, and there was no doubt about it. I looked down at the other five tests scattered across my bedroom floor, all confirming the same thing. A wave of sadness crashed over me, and it was so powerful that my legs crumbled and I slid to the floor, with tears streaming down my face. This wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to be pregnant now. I'm only eighteen, and I'm still just a common wolfless Omega maid that the whole pack loved to abuse and humiliate. I've been bullied and beaten my whole life for not having a wolf, and now...now this? Pregnant without a mate, money or husband, I was doomed. I hugged my knees to my chest and started sobbing uncontrollably. How could I bring a child into this kind of life? A life where they would be ridiculed, abused, and treated like dirt for being born to someone like me? If only things were different, if only my mother hadn't died protecting me, things would have never turned out this way. Ever since my mother died in that rogue attack, so many years ago, everything in my life had fallen apart. Firstly, All my fathers love for me turned to passionate hate when he began to blame me for my mother's death. He said she died because she was trying to save me so it was my fault. My mother was his whole world, and when she was gone, all his love went with it. He constantly beat me for no reason, and always cursed me for taking her away, and he then married that monster known as my step mother. Unfortunately for me, she brought with her, her vicious psychopathic daughter Amelia into our lives. Together, they made it their mission to make my life hell. And they didn't stop there. They also turned the whole pack against me when they revealed my biggest secret: that I didn't have a wolf. The trauma of watching my mother die had scared my inner wolf into a darkness I could not reach, and that left me weak, pitiful, and an easy target for all the bullies. Even though my father was the Beta of the pack, the pack members demoted me to an Omega, a maid at the bottom of the pack, and they never missed a chance to remind me of how worthless I was. The constant bullying and abuse seemed to never end, and only reason I ever survived this long was because of Jasper, my kind hearted best friend, and Asher, the one and only love of my life. And it so happened that Asher, who also the Alpha's son was now the father of my unborn child. Because his father was the Alpha and mine was the Beta, we had known each other all our lives. I'd loved Asher ever since we were kids. He was my strength, my purpose, my everything, and he felt the same way about me too. We started dating because he was just as obsessed with me as I was with him, and he was the only one who ever made me feel loved. And just a few months ago, he had made me the happiest woman in the world by asking me to marry him, and for the first time in years, I felt a glimmer of hope for my future. But since everyone in the pack would have disapproved of our relationship, Asher begged me to wait until his father retired and he became Alpha, so that no one would dare question our marriage. And since that was going to happen soon, I agreed to wait for our future together. That night, when he proposed, we made love for the first time ever and it was magical. Asher touched me like I was made for him, like he'd known my body for years and knew how to please me all along. Asher was my first and only, and I was so glad he'd be my forever and last. After that first night, we couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other, and I knew I had found my forever home. I didn't mind waiting for him, but now, waiting was no longer an option. If my father ever found out I was pregnant and unmated, he would have me banished out of the pack, and straight into the hands of the ruthless rogues that killed my mother, just like he always threatened to do. I had to tell Asher now. We needed to speed up the marriage, or else I would be dead soon, and our child too. Wiping away my tears, I steeled my mind. I had to get to Asher before my stepmother caught me sneaking out. I took a deep breath and quietly unlocked the door, listening for any sign of My step mother. The hallway was silent so I slipped out, moving as quickly and quietly as I could, until I was out of the house and rushing through the street to the Alpha's house. When I reached the Alpha's house, I used the secret passageway Asher and I always used to sneak to his room without anyone knowing. I held my breath as I neared his door, this was a big moment for both of us, but knowing how much Asher wanted to start a family with me, I knew he would be excited. I knocked softly and waited for his deep familiar voice to welcome me in as usual. But there was nothing. I knocked again, a little louder this time, and still no response. Something wasn't right. Asher was always alert to people at his door unless something had really taken his attention. I slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open but the sight that greeted me made my blood run cold. There, on the bed, was my fiancée Asher, the father of my child, passionately kissing my step sister Amelia. My breath choked in my throat as I watched his hands tangle up in her hair, pulling her closer. Amelia responded eagerly of course, her body pressed against his in a way that made my stomach churn. "No," I whispered, the word barely audible over the roar of blood in my ears. This couldn't be happening. My Asher wouldn't do this to me. Not him. I felt the air leave my lungs, and my knees threatening to buckle out under me. "Asher?" My voice came out as a whisper, barely audible, as if saying his name could somehow make this nightmare go away. Amelia turned out to be the first to notice me. She pulled back from Asher with a smirk that twisted my stomach into bitter knots. Asher turned his head slowly, then his eyes widened when they met mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw regret. Pain, even. "Lana?" He whispered before quickly getting off Amelia and rushing to me. But when he reached out to take my hand, I recoiled, snatching my hand away from him before he could touch me. "Why?" The word came out broken, my voice trembling as hot tears welled up in my eyes. "Why would you do this?" For a brief second, his face softened, and I thought maybe, just maybe, this was all some horrible mistake. But then, his expression suddenly hardened, his eyes turning cold and distant in a way I had never seen. "Why don't you first stop with those pathetic tears, Lana. It's embarrassing for all of us." I was stunned. This couldn't be the same Asher I'd loved all my life talking to me like this. "Asher, What's gotten into you? This isn't you-" His harsh laugh cut me off, a sound so foreign and cruel it made my blood run cold. "Oh stop it, like you didn't already know this was bound to happen. Did you really think I'll just stay tied to you while you make me do your bidding?" I was thoroughly confused now. "Asher what-" "What's happening now Lana is that my eyes are finally clear. And I've finally realized that as future Alpha of the pack, I can't be with someone as weak and pathetic as you, it's nothing personal, it's just how it's meant to be, I'm sure you understand." His words were like scorching knives that pierced through my soul. Why was he talking to me like this? "Asher, I don't understand. But... you told me you loved me. You promised we'd be together. You asked me to marry you Asher!" I cried with tears I couldn't stop from streaming down my face. Asher just snorted at me." Grow up Lana, I only said those things to sleep with you," he said, his voice void of any emotion. "Did you really think I was going to marry you, a wolfless Omega maid? Especially when I already proposed to my darling Amelia?" "W-what?" My world crumbled. I couldn't breathe. What the hell was happening? Amelia, shot me a smug smile and waved her hand, showing off a big diamond ring-his ring. The one that was supposed to be mine but I never got. "Don't be so shocked, Sister," Amelia said, her voice dripping with false sympathy. "I know you're hurt right now, but you should try to be happy for us. After all, not only are we getting married, but we're also expecting a child and the heir to the pack. My heart stopped at that very moment, and I could only watch in horror as She took his hand and placed it on her stomach, the same way I'd once imagined doing with him when I told him about our baby. My baby. I looked at Asher, hoping for something to prove she was lying -anything-but he wouldn't even meet my eyes. He just stood there, silently watching me breakdown. Amelia was pregnant. With Asher's child. The same man who was supposed to be the father of my child. I felt like I was dying, my chest was aching with a pain so deep it was suffocating. This wasn't happening. It couldn't be real. But it was. And as I stood there, the truth was inescapable. I was pregnant. My sister was pregnant. And we were both carrying children for the same man.