CHAPTER 3
Aria's POV
"Who got you pregnant?" Was the first word I heard when I opened my eyes. I looked around me and saw three pairs of cold eyes staring at me.
Damian, Sandra and Luna Marisa.
"I won't repeat my statement. Who got you pregnant!" Luna Marisa yelled, her eyes filled with rage and fury.
I was still in shock. Me? Pregnant? When? How?
And how did I even end up here? In the hospital?
"Answer me!" Luna Marissa cold voice brought me out of my thoughts.
"I... I... I—" I stuttered as I looked between Damian and Sandra. Sandra was standing beside him, holding his arms possessively and a smirk of pure victory on her red lips.
While Damian was staring back at me, with a look of rage clearly evident on his face as if also expecting me to say who got me pregnant when he was clearly the one who had forced himself on me many nights ago.
"It's... It's Alpha Damian." I stuttered and the next response I got was a hard slap on my face, from Luna Marisa.
"How dare you!" She yelled, her gaze threatening.
Tears slipped from my eyes.
"You must be joking." Alpha Damian scoffed and Sandra chuckled evilly.
"You're trying to trap me?!"
I shook my head, as more tears streamed down. "It's… it's yours."
"Oh, Damian, look at her. The little Omega is actually serious. Shs really think if she pins her pregnancy on you, you would reconsider." Sandra chuckled evilly.
"No.. No.. I'm serious Alpha Damian. It's yours. I... I haven't been with anyone accept you when you... you always force yourself on m—"
Another hard slap was landed on my face by Luna Marisa.
"You won't speak ill of my son, you lowly omega. How dare you to try to accuse my son of your... your carelessness!" She yelled.
I turned to look at Alpha Damian, my lips were trembling. "Alpha Damian, You know I've never been with anyone else… You know this is—"
"Enough!" He yelled, his voice cold and his eyes bloodshot.
And then, as if the world wasn't already falling apart, my eyes landed on Sandra's neck.
And I froze.
The mate mark. It was fresh, deep, permanent. Damian had already claimed her.
My heart stopped.
I felt the air squeeze out of my lungs.
He marked her?
He rejected me, humiliated me, denied me and then marked her?
Why? Because I was nothing but a lowly omega?
More tears streamed from my face.
As if noticing my gaze on her neck, Sandra's smirk widened as she tilted her head making sure the mark was visible and clear.
My heart tore into pieces.
Sandra sighed dramatically. "Honestly, Damian, you should have been more careful with your little… toy. Now she thinks she can use a bastard to stay relevant."
Damian chuckled evilly. "She will get rid of that bastard."
What? No. I shook my head, falling to my knees and rubbing my palms together in a pleading manner.
"No. no please Alpha. Please. Don't take away my baby from me."
Alpha Damian turned to the guard standing just by the side of the door.
"Get the doctor as fast as you can. Tell him to come get rid of that thing inside of her."
"No! No!" I shook my head vehemently, bloody tears rushing out of my eyes. I held Alpha Damian's leg, begging him with all of the strength I had left, but instead he pushed me until I fell to the ground.
I turned my gaze to Luna Marisa, "Luna please. I will do anything. Anything. But please save my baby. Please." I begged desperately but it was as if my pleas fell on deaf ears.
The door opened and the doctor came in with the medical devices used for the procedure and my body shuddered in fear.
My first instinct was to run but just as I was about to run, I felt a sharp pain on my cheek. This time it was from Alpha Damian himself.
"Doctor. Get rid of that inside of her, now!" He commanded.
The doctor nodded and started walking towards me.
No..no. I had to escape. I had to leave this place as soon as I could. I wouldn't let them kill my baby. Not on my watch.
I tried to escape again but the guards blocked the door.
"Guards. Pin her to the bed!" Alpha Damian commanded. I shuddered. Before I knew it, I felt myself being carried by strong arms, and was thrown roughly on the bed. Within seconds I was pinned to the bed, struggling and crying for mercy, yet it seemed all of my cries all fell on deaf ears.
The doctor slipped on his hand gloves, opened his box of his medical devices and started the procedure.
"No! No! No! Please! Please!" I cried, struggling, desperately struggling to free myself from their hard grasp but they were all to strong for a weak omega like me.
"Please Alpha Damian! Please have mercy! I will go! Please!" I begged.
"Will you shut up! And doctor will you be fast with that?!" Alpha Damian yelled.
Oh moon goddess. Oh moon goddess. Please help me. Please help me.
I CRIED as I felt the doctor slipping the device into me.
"NOOOOOOOO! Please! Please don't do this! I'll leave! I'll disappear! Just don't—don't hurt my baby! Pleassssssseeeeee!"
Another hard slap on my cheek. "Shut the hell up fool!" Alpha Damian yelled.
I shook my head. I cried. Begged but of course, no one cared.
Then suddenly, I felt my baby slipping out of me. They killed my baby. They murdered my baby.
My body collapsed. My cries died.
As if that was not enough, he barked.
"Guards! Take this thing to the dungeons. Let he
r rot there."
The guards grabbed my arms before I could even breathe.
They dragged me away like I was a piece of rag.