Chapter 68: Chapter 68

Skye's POV

I had walked into the crescents pack house in anger but seeing Ava and her uncle together, I had to mellow down despite the fact that I was angry at her. Why did she have such a habit of keeping vital information from me?

"Skye," Phil called with a puzzled look on his face. I waved him aside.

"Is there something you need to tell me?" I asked her, staring hard at her.

She stared at me and as usual, raised her stubborn chin in defiance. "And what do you mean by that?" She asked, her voice as clear and cool as the still waters.

I wanted to shake her hard for that but I resisted the urge. "Why didn't you tell me you're pregnant?" I asked and her confidence wavered as she stared at me in surprise. Phil stared at both of us, surprise written all over his face too.

"Thought I won't find out?" I asked her and she swallowed and blinked twice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She said adamantly but her voice was wavering.

"Do you have to keep lying to me even after I have discovered the truth?" I asked her, the anger inside of me returning back in full force.

She stared at me and turned away. "You've probably had one or two drinks intoxicating you this morning." She said.

This time, I didn't resist the urge to shake her. I went towards her and grabbed her arms from behind, she vibrated at the sudden impact. I turned her around to look at me as I shook her. "Damn you, woman. Are you still going to be adamant about this?" I demanded.

"Easy Skye. If she's pregnant, she doesn't need the stress you're giving out to her now." Phil said. I released my tight grip on her arms and stared at her. "Are you pregnant?" I ask her one more time.

She stared at me, her chin raised in defiance. "And what if I am? What does it matter?" She questioned.

"What does it matter?" I asked flaring up again. Was she going crazy?! Didn't it matter to her that I was going to be a father?

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked her instead of reacting to her statement before.

"Telling you or not will not change a thing, Skye." She said in that same stubborn voice of hers.

I let go of her arms. "This means what Andrew said was true," I said as I recalled what Andrew told me on the battlefield. Was Terra carrying his baby?

She raised a brow in skepticism. "And that is?" She questioned.

"That you had sexual intimacy with him on the day you were kidnapped," I said.

"What?" She said in shock.

"I have every right to believe that now since you hid the truth about.." I didn't get to finish what I was saying when a hard slap fell on my left cheek.

"How dare you?" She questioned as I held my cheek and just stare at her. "A few hours of being kidnapped does not mean I was messing around. Is that how cheap you think I am?" She questioned me with anger, disappointment, and pain in her eyes.

"What do you expect me to think?" I asked her. "You hiding the truth of your pregnancy from me, made me think you actually cheated on me," I said to her. I believed the child was mine but her actions made me start thinking otherwise but she proved indirectly she had no affair with that poke.

"Look who's talking about cheating," she said staring straight into my eyes intrusively. "What if I did uh? What about you who have been going around with different women and having glorious sexual escapades uh? Answer me!" She demanded in anger.

"That is all your fault and solely your fault. If you hadn't cut things off with me, I won't be drowning my sorrows in alcohol and women." I said to her equally angry. How dare she accuse me of cheating. That wasn't cheating. She cut things off with me which resulted in those awful actions of mine. If only she knew how it hurt to have an emptiness inside of me that she created.

"Do not make excuses. You cheated and that's it." She said.

"Why do I think you feel hurt about it despite your claims that you're done with me?" I asked her. I wondered how she knew. She perhaps opened up her mind. I wondered. That was the only way though.

She looked away. "I do not feel hurt about it," she said and turned back to me. "I meant it when I said it was time to go our separate ways." She said.

I grabbed her arm. "That's not happening," I said to her.

She stared at me. "I'll meet with a lawyer in town and we'd annul this marriage." She said.

"And I said that's not happening. You're having my child and there's no way we're getting separated or divorced." I said to her in a determined tone. "You'll return to the pack house with me and that's it," I said.

She flung my hand from her arm. "There's no way I'll return to the pack house with you. We're done." She said turning away. I pulled her back roughly and grabbed her shoulders in anger. "I did not grow up without a father, so my child will not grow without one. I do not care how you want to go about with this but my child won't leave my side nor would he grow out of the blood moon pack house." I said and our eyes locked as she stood there staring at me.

Her stare made my knees go weak and I let go of her shoulders. "I won't want to come back to remind you of what I said. You'd return home and that's final." I said and turned to Phil. I gave a slight nod and walked away.

Ava's POV

He was ordering me. How dare he order me? Does he think I'm one of the blood moons that he can throw his alpha tone on? The big bag of oats! He even had the guts to accuse me of cheating with Andrew, that slime! I was angry. Angry and hurt. Was that how low he saw me? He didn't even know I wasn't having just one baby but two.

"You're pregnant?" Uncle asked, probing into my eyes. I looked away and slowly nodded. "And you didn't see it deem fit to tell me or your husband?" He questioned.

"I didn't see a need to tell him," I said stubbornly.

"For crying out sake Ava what's going on with you? You have a child growing inside of you and belonging to a blood moon and you hide it from his father and me too?" He said sounding baffled.

I shrugged and looked away. "I'm surprised he didn't pull you by the hair or ask you to be bundled into the car and taken back to his house." He said.

I stared at him wide eyed. "Uncle!" I exclaimed. Why would he say such to me?

"I'm dead serious, Ava. What exactly is wrong with you? I can see you're hurting by your actions too. Why are you torturing yourself?" He asked me.

I looked at him. "Torturing myself?" I questioned.

He nodded and walked closer. "With this scenario, it proves that you're in love with him." He said looking straight into my eyes.

I was shocked by his words. I'm in love? I shook my head. "I'm not in love with him," I said trying to convince myself than I was to him.

He raised his brow. "You're not in love with him but you ran out to him the moment you heard he was motionless and had a high fever," he said and I stared at him. "Do not lie to yourself anymore, Ava, your heart beats for him. You're trying to deny that to yourself." He said.

I looked away unable to answer him. Unable to understand what my heart was feeling.

"You cannot raise your child without a father." He said.

"Mother raised me without mine," I said to him, still looking away.

"I was always there as one, Ava." He said and that brought tears to my eyes as I turned to look at him. He held my hand and patted it. "You know how it felt when you didn't have your father by your side. Do not deny your child the luxury of having a father by his side." He said and walked away.

I placed my hand on my chest and blinked back the tears that welled up in my eyes. Different thoughts ran through my mind. Was I ready to risk my children not having a father by their side? Was I going to be too callous by denying them the love of a father? And most of all, was I in love with Skye?

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