The Big bad alpha and the rogue (complete)

Another Problem?

I had the best sleep I'd ever had that night in Jaxon's arms.

I was still afraid he would hurt me again, but he'd done nothing yet to deserve my doubt.

I wanted so much to forget about all those years without him, the pain that was indirectly caused by him and his rejection.

I wanted him to mark me and to make me his forever.

Most of all, I wanted the child I was carrying to be his.

I didn't want to tell him because I thought he was going to kick me out again and this time he wasn't going to save me.

Little did I know, my secret wasn't as well kept as I thought.

I didn't know that when you're 2 months pregnant werewolves could smell it on you.

I didn't know that I was almost 2 months pregnant.

I didn't know he'd be able to tell who the father was and which pack he was from.

I was just scared out of my wits.

I didn't want to know these things, didn't want to face them.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't feel Jaxon stirring behind me.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer so that my back was against his chest.

He put his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled.

I shivered at the feeling of his face where my mark should be, but then guilt of my unborn child took over.

I had no plan for what would happen when I started showing, but I knew I wasn't killing the baby.

This child would not be killed at the fault of me, even if it was a product of something terrible it was my flesh and blood.

"Morning beautiful," Jaxon's tired voice said in my ear.

"Morning" I said turning over to face him.

We were so close that our noses were touching, until he gently connected our lips that is.

I so desperately wanted this moment to last forever.

I wanted this to be my first kiss, but of course Michael took everything from me when I refused to be his Luna and basically be a maid and nothing more.

"What's wrong Payton? You seem concerned about something," Jaxon asked, not hiding the worry in his tone.

"Just thinking about my old pack," I answered partially truthfully.

"They can't mess up our lives anymore. I'll be with you forever and they won't hurt you ever again." He said it with such sincerity that I teared up.

He was wrong.

They permanently messed up my life.

He'll leave me and they'll hurt me again.

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A/N

I'm sorry for my disappearance! I'm still sick and they're finding treatment but I really love writing. Thanks for the reads and votes! Comment to show you're actually reading, pretty please with a cherry on top? I'll update soon I promise! Have a nice day!