Alpha Of Darkness And The Half-Breed Healer

AUTHOR’S POV

Gemma giggled to herself as she stared pridefully at her growing bump. She sure makes a beautiful pregnant lady. Rubbing at the belly, Gemma hummed in satisfaction. If she knew this was all it would take to get Gael to feed out of her palms, she would have done it earlier. Even though Gemma has to admit that he has been colder towards her, she doesn’t mind dealing with his excesses as long as she remains the Luna.

Many days, she wants to strangle him or feed him with poison whenever he treats her like trash. However, she constantly reminds herself of what the exact goal is. Their wedding is coming up in the next three weeks, and she must ensure it goes as planned. She will be the most beautiful bride, and no one will forget about the wedding. It would be the talk in all packs. Checking her phone, she gasped at the time.

“You fool! Why didn’t you tell me I was late for my fitting?” Gemma yelled at the maid kneeling by the door.

“I am sorry, my lady. You asked me not to say a word to you when I entered.” The maid mumbled in a defeated tone.

She hissed spitefully. “Shut that thing you call a mouth. How in the world are you enslaved people trained lately? You are so lazy, and all you do is eat and gossip. I will ensure you are tossed out of here when I become the Luna. I don’t need people like you around me. Get out now!” She yelled at the top of her voice.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

The maid scrambled out and almost fell flat on her face. Gemma cursed under her breath and sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly into the mirror. It is when Gael is supposed to show up for her more and pamper her for carrying his child. What kind of soon-to-be father gets so distant? She never would have imagined someone like Gael being love-struck. He has always acted cold, and now he is sulking all because of an insignificant girl like Nia. If only he knows how pathetic he looks. He would probably fix up and stop acting like a loser.

Gemma’s phone rang, cutting her long thought short. She kissed her teeth in anger at the phone screen. Answering the call, she growled. “Why are you calling?”

“We need you to come around for your fitting, ma’am.” The designer spoke rigidly.

“Is that the appropriate way to address your Luna?”

“Technically, you are not the Luna yet. And it would be treacherous of me to refer to you as that. Please, Miss Gemma. I would have delivered it to the packhouse, but the fitting is necessary before final checking.”

Gemma clutched the bedsheet hard, and it annoyed her how polite and rude the designer sounded simultaneously. Every one of them will regret ever looking down on her. Once she becomes Luna, they all have no choice but to worship the ground she walks on. By then, she would have shown them who the true boss is. Making her way out of the room angrily, she almost bumped into Gael. Comporting herself, she smiled a bit too widely at him.

Gael furrowed his brows and turned up his nose like someone disgusted. “Why does your scent come off so brazen?”

“W… what?” She gasped in shock

He smacked his forehead and moved to the side, away from her. “just move.” Gael hissed and walked away.

Tears lingered in her eyes, and her heart raced faster. Gemma mumbled a promise to herself to never forgive everyone who the people who humiliated her. They would have to pay with their life or career. Forgetting everything, she smiled her way through to the car and got rid of the negative thoughts until she got to her destination. Not only was the dress she ordered glamorous, but it cost an arm and a leg. For a moment, she thought Gael might get angry at it. But he didn’t say anything and just signed the cheque.

The fitting went well, and after standing for too long, she felt tired. The doctor had instructed her to go for frequent runs in the woods. However, she feels too lazy to involve herself in what she considers a hectic exercise. Before she was pregnant, one would hardly see Gemma shift and run. Everything stresses her out except shopping and making other people’s life miserable. Shutting her eyes as she leaned into the couch. She relaxed into it, enjoying the peace that surrounded her.

Just then, the door to the dressing room opened abruptly, and a familiar wolf scent wafted through her nose. Opening their eyes slowly, Gemma groaned in despair. “Can this day get any worse? What are you doing here, mum?”

Daniella clenched her fist tightly, and without hesitating, she slapped Gemma hard across the face.

“How dare you?” Gemma bellowed.

Her mother pointed a shaky finger at her. “That is what you get for being such an irresponsible child. Ever since you began this mad rave of wanting to spend the rest of your life with a man who cares nothing about you, I knew something was wrong with your head. How long do you intend to keep this rubbish up? And now I hear that he wants to make you Luna?”

She let out a scoff and chested out. “Why? Are you scared to mention his name? He is your Alpha, after all, and can have you sentenced to life imprisonment if he chooses. I am sure you must have heard of what he did to the others who opposed it. I already made myself clear from the very beginning, and I am sure you and that husband of yours aren’t deaf. Gael is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, and I don’t care what anyone says. As you can see, I am carrying his child.”

Daniella felt tears rush to her eyes, but she held herself together. Watching her only daughter rot away all for nothing makes her heartbreak. “If it is about the pregnancy. You don’t have to marry him because of it. Your father and I are more than capable of looking after you both. Please return home, Gemma, and stop dragging this family in the mud with your stupid decisions.”

“I guess that is the way you see me, a disappointment. I’m not surprised; not everyone will envision your dream like you do. Your husband already asked me to leave his house and never return. I did as told, and you still came to look for me. The next time you invade my privacy this way, I will have the pack guards teach you a bitter lesson. You can have the place to yourself!” Gemma huffed, storming out.

Daniella’s legs weakened as she watched her daughter receding. Clawing at the couch, she screamed in frustration. Gemma’s train will lead to apparent ruin, and no one can stop her.