“She did, and she became a beautiful little soul with lots of spark,” Mama added, her eyes glistening with tears. Mama’s tummy…
“Then, where is she now…” I asked. That battle happened before I was born.
Wait… did they mean…
“Right here,” Dad said softly, hugging me tightly.
My heart thudded loudly in my chest as I realised what they meant. I was Mama Indy’s baby…
My mind felt funny. It felt like it was being squeezed.
No, I can’t be… but I don’t look like Mama and Dad…
I knew it was the truth…
She didn’t care enough about me. She didn’t care if she died. What if I had died? I don’t care if she’s my mama! I don’t want her to be!
“Baby…” my mama calls, but I didn’t know what to say.
“I’m still your favourite, right?” I asked, looking at them intently.
“Always,” they said in unison.
“Then, I don’t understand why you had to tell me. You two are my parents, the ones who take care of me and raise me. I don’t care if… she was meant to be my mama because she didn’t care if I died anyway.” I shrugged lightly. I didn’t want to know anymore. I saw the flicker of hurt in Mama’s expression, but I didn’t care… I was only their daughter.
“We always have and always will love you, but you have the right to know about Indy, too.”
“Okay.” I shrug.
That night they had slept by my side… although I know they loved Indigo… I didn’t feel that same way. I was horrible, maybe… I didn’t dare tell Mama or Dad how I felt, but she didn’tcare if I died. Maybe I’m not a nice person…
Especially as I grew up, I learned more about her abusive mate who destroyed her mentally. I know not everyone can escape an abusive relationship, but I thought a mother’s love was greater than anything. She didn’t care if I lived or died. My parents are Elijah and Scarlett Westwood, and I will never be like her.
This baby is my world now. Even if I want to go into combat and become a pack warrior. I have taken classes in every fighting and weapon class the academy offers, along with Herbology, doing the higher level and learning about poisons and antidotes. I am ready to go onto the battlefield if the need arises. I may have messed up, been a prankster and every teacher’s worst nightmare, but in the lessons I liked, I did my best. That dream isn’t forgotten, but right now, my priority is my pup, and I had almost risked its life by thinking Judah wouldn’t try something stupid. I have to be careful…
And what Mama Indigo had been through at the hands of her cheating mate… I never want to ruin another person’s relationship.
I switch the shower off and step out, towelling myself dry before I enter the bedroom and pull on a black sports bra with matching Brazilian briefs. The image of Leo, Nikki, and Corrado returns to my mind once again. I begin blow-drying my hair, mulling over everything. Is Nikki Corrado’s mother? She isn’t an Omega, so how….
Why do I care? Leo and I are nothing. He rejected me, remember?
I sit on the bed once my hair is done, applying some moisturiser to my arms and legs. Spotting the tablet and laptop that sits on one of the shelves that surround the huge headboard, I am tempted to use them. Should I try getting in touch with the girls? Just share what’s going on? I need to tell someone…
I pick up the tablet and switch it on. It’s fully charged, and itlooks brand new. Do I trust it?
No. I can’t talk about my pregnancy on a device and internet that Leo might be watching. Isn’t he said to be tech-savvy? Yeah, definitely not.
I stand up, walking out into the lounge and over to the double doors that lead out onto the balcony. Opening the doors, I step out, inhaling as I lean over the balcony wall and look down at the pack. It is beautiful… more modern than our area, yet it looks stunning.
I sigh, staring out. As much as I would want my child to have a father, it doesn’t need to be my fated mate, or anyone for that matter. I have my family and friends who love me. I don’t need someone who doesn’t want us.
Is the fact that I am a Westwood that bad? I want to ask him, but… what’s the point? He has his life set.
I think I see something on the ground below and lean down, spotting a burly-looking man petting two dogs. Cute things. I always wanted a pet, but seriously, I wouldn’t be able to take care of it or give it time. I am having a baby… which means I will have to pay attention to it and give it time… I will be a mama…
For a moment, as a cool breeze passes through my hair, I feel the weight of reality hit me, and I close my eyes. Responsibilities…
I turn around, leaning back against the rail and stare up at the night sky as I tilt my head back, closing my eyes.
You’ve got this, Azura. You’re known as the Westwood Devil. You can handle anything.
It is then that I sense someone is watching me. This feeling…
I know who it is as my eyes snap open, and I stare at the balcony far above. His scent is faint, but it is definitely him.
“Stop perving, you old man. I can sense you.”
My Life
Leo
Night has fallen, and I can’t sleep. Something about seeing her again is fucking with my mind…
It is one of the rare fucking days I’m able to get home before midnight and just crash, but yeah, that isn’t going to happen. I frown, pushing the thought away as I look down at the Sangue territory from my apartment window. The glittering lights in the windows of the building are a reminder of how far we have come from the caverns we once resided in. The mini-town is not only a sign of our prosperity, but it is proof of advancement. Not to mention it is pretty easy on the eyes, with modern buildings, high-tech security, and packed with everything my people need to thrive in this world.
The Sangue Pack… one would not think that we were once a pack of rogues who had been raised and forced to serve one of the most psychotic evil monsters of all time. Living in torment, fear, and abuse left its mark on us all, marks that don’t just vanish overnight. We have the highest number of people suffering from PTSD. Memories of torture and terror don’t just leave us. Even the few who agreed to have their memories removed didn’t feel as settled as they had had hoped. Some things just don’t go away…
The dreams that haunt my nights still remain; the abuse, thetorture, the fear… they don’t just go away. I grew up thinking maybe I was fucking weak to not be able to deal with it… but then I realised it is part of who I am, what helped shape me into the man I am today, even if people can’t fucking stand me. I don’t care. My pack is my priority, and although we are one family, I still make sure that each one of them is able to fend for themselves and would be able to live alone if the need ever comes. We need no one else.
A pack that I run, yet I do not hold the official title… a title that Marcel, my father, holds. In fear of my views, he refuses to hand it over to me, instead taking the side of his family, staying true to his vow that until I yield to the council and find my mate, only then will he deem me worthy as the Alpha. I will never bow down to the King’s council like a coward. I won’t lie. That title will be mine. The last time we talked before he went on holiday, I had told him he needed to let me take over, but still, he refused. He wants me to find my mate, saying only she can guide me and get rid of the hatred within me.
Hatred… I don’t really know if I feel it anymore. I feel numb to it all. There are only a few things that make me feel anything. But soon… I am planning to force his hand until he passes that title to me. I have proven my fucking worth. I’m not a child who will obey his dictatorship.
As for a mate… fuck, I do not want to become a fucking slave to a woman, but when I saw her in that club… I had lost control. She had been so fucking appealing. I was in a meeting when I noticed her from one of the rooms. I was with Nikki, and I hadn’t planned on having fun. Didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the view… but then that same sexy doll had turned out to be my fucking mate, and the sex… well, if the mark isn’t proof of how fucking good she felt and tasted, then I don’t know what is. At that moment, I wanted to make her mine forever. Meant to be mine fucking forever… but she turned out to be none other thana Westwood. Fuck that.
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