Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Lake:

"I know for a fact that I am not the only one seeing this. I do not want to believe that my eyes have developed some form of illness that makes one woman out if three look... pregnant. Or am I the only one who is surprised?" Kenji spoke beside

me.

And it only made matters worse. I was really hoping the problem was with my eyes, I was really praying that my eyes were deceiving me and I had to visit a doctor to get them checked.

"No." It was the only word I managed to mutter. Seeing Jojo standing there, underneath the red evening sun, the breeze blowing past the soft features of her beautiful oval face and causing her to blink rapidly, I knew that I had never been more confused in my life. I could not bring myself to close my mouth which remained ajar in shock, neither could I bring myself to lean back into my seat or to form a proper reason for the sight I was currently looking at. Jojo was pregnant, and it was very visible, almost as though she could give birth at any minute. How was that even possible?! We had only been away for what? Seven months? And she had moved on so quickly even as far as getting pregnant?!

I shook my head vehemently.

No. That could not be possible. There had to be another logical explanation for this. Perhaps she was someone's surrogate in other have some extra money to take care of her mum's bills. I know, I know. I was crazy for thinking that far, but what did you expect me to do?

As the breeze blew past my nostrils, I drew in the familiar scent of her hair, the primrose flavor of her cologne cause the hairs in my nostrils and the one in my body to stand erect. My wolf could feel her presence, he could sense her despite the distance. I did not understand what was happening, I was not supposed to feel this close to her, not after we had severed our mate bond through my rejection. Did she not accept the rejection? What was happening?

While I continued to watch her, a man stepped out of the house. He had on him, a green shirt with short sleeves, the first three buttons of the shirt were opened to expose his rather tanned abs. Black beach shorts lay underneath the free shirt and for some reason, he looked... at home.

My eyes narrowed on him. Who was he? Why was he here? And what relationship did he have with them? Maybe he was Mel's boyfriend. Yes, that was what he had to be.

My theory was immediately debunked when he put a hand over Jojo's shoulder with a genuine and caring smile on his face. I refused to see anything, even Mel's boyfriend could hold Jojo like that, right?

In front of my eyes, Jojo held on to his hand and squeezed it gently, as though she was happy and relieved that he was there with her. Mel looked at both of them, wearing a cute smile on her face.

I was wrong.

He was somebody's lover, and it was not Mel's.

My hands stiffened by my sides, despite the air conditioner blowing cool breeze from the vents in the car, warm sweat broke out from the creased skin of my forehead. I could not help it when Storm growled within me, causing me to frown and snarl. I narrowed my eyes on them, my bared teeth gritting against one each other in my clenched jaw. A strong urge began to boil in the pit of my stomach, and I did not like it at all.

I wanted nothing more than to burst out of the car and tear his right arm off. He would never have hands to put around any woman's shoulder again.

"Whatever it is you're about to do right now, do not do it, Lake. You are not about to ruin a chance to make things right. Remember, we are only here to see them, nothing else, Lake. You need to keep your ass on that chair and be still." Kenji's voice rang in my ears. In it, I could hear a stern warning and a soft advice.

I growled and collapsed into the back of my seat. Whoever the man, he had to thank the goddess. Kenji's intervention was the reason he still had hands.

But it did not stop me from wanting to tear his head into shreds. I could not even imagine him touching Jojo in all the places I had once touched her, claiming what was mine, what had always been mine as his. I could not begin to form the thought of him fathering Jojo's child. The more I thought about it, the more my heart sunk deeper in my chest.

As if that was not enough, a blonde-haired woman stepped out with a saucer in her hands. My mother's blue eyes sparkled as they looked at him. My heart shrunk in my chest. She handed the saucer over to him. He took a piece of cake from it and held it up to Jojo's mouth. She parted her lips and welcomed his hands into her mouth. She chewed the cake happily, while her sister ran over to my mother, holding her trouser firmly. My mother laughed and picked a piece of cake, she fed the girl and they all laughed, as though someone had said something.

My eyes fell on the man again. Black hair and grey eyes, he was a local from Ten, I could tell from the depth of his eyes. How could it be that both my mother and Jojo had replaced me with the same man? "They're just like one big family, Lake. I... I don't see how you can even compete with this."

I stayed silent, because for the first time in my life I was uncertain, worried, scared of losing. I had never known these feelings in my life, not even when I was about to lose my life to a good for nothing rogue. I did not like the feeling, not one bit.

"Start the car, let's get out of here." I managed to say. There was only so much I could bare. The more I sat there and stared at how happy they all were without me, the faster my anger grew in me. If I did not leave at that moment, there was no telling what I would be forced to do.

"Should I drive us to a hotel?" Kenji asked, turning the car key.

"Yes. We would be here for a long time." I replied.

I did not take my eyes off them, until Kenji turned the car around and sped off into the road.

But I could not stop thinking about them. How could Jojo move on so quickly? In a heart beat? When it was almost impossible for me to get her off my mind? No matter how much I wanted to push the thoughts to the back of my mind, I could not find it in me to do so.

As if on cue, Kenji's right tapped my left knee. I looked away from the road and turned to him. He must have understood my silence, he always did.

"Don't think about it, Lake. Do not assume or presume anything. All you have to do is speak to your mother first, you can ask any questions you need to ask later. Just keep an open and clean mind, everything would be okay."

I heaved a sigh and looked away from him. I was really looking forward to the question part, because I had a lot of them.