Him, His Uncle And I!

He's not human.

Rebecca's pov

I dragged myself out of Dr. Jenna’s office, feeling like the weight of the world was pressing down on my shoulders. My body felt like it wanted to shut down, like it would just be easier to slip away, disappear into the darkness that called to me. Everyone—everything—seemed to be working against me. The Moon Goddess had paired me with someone who rejected me because of my slave title, my family had taken eleven years of my life, and now this doctor had put someone else’s child inside me. I was only eighteen, and yet here I was, possibly carrying a life I hadn’t asked for.

What had I done to deserve this? Was it karma from some past life? Each step I took felt like dragging a weight across the floor, and by the time I reached the end of the hallway, I could barely keep my legs from giving out. I finally sank onto a nearby bench, burying my face in my hands, trying to slow my racing mind.

People hurried past me—doctors, nurses, patients—all moving quickly through the emergency department, contrasting with the slowness I craved. I wanted time to stop, to have a moment where I didn’t have to think about any of this.

A baby versus a million dollars. The words replayed in my head, mocking me. I was a slave, poor and powerless, and today had only confirmed how desperate my situation was. I had no family to turn to, no one to help me. I’d have to find a way to support myself if I ever got out of this life. But selling my body as a surrogate… could I really do that? The thought twisted my stomach.

And if I went through with it, how would Alpha and Luna react when they found out? And Ryan… how would he look at me if he ever knew? Not that his opinion should matter, I reminded myself harshly. He hadn’t cared enough to give me a second thought, but… a baby? I couldn’t bring a child into this life, not into my world.

Dr. Jenna had said I had time, but I knew now—I wouldn’t change my morals for money. Even if I did, what would happen if the sponsor decided he didn’t want the baby in the end? Would I be left with a child I never asked for? No, I couldn’t take that risk.

Resolving to leave, I stood up from the bench, ready to find Kayla so we could leave this place. But as I turned, Nurse Hilda appeared out of nowhere, nearly bumping into me.

“Oh, I’m glad I caught you,” she said, flashing me a professional smile.

I didn’t bother to return it. “What is it?” I asked, my voice weary.

“There was one more piece of information we left out,” she said gently, her voice low as she leaned in close.

“I don’t think anything you have to say now will change my mind,” I replied, exhausted and done with it all.

“I understand, but I had to mention this.” She glanced around, then whispered, “The sponsor… he’s not human.”

I stared at her, too shocked to respond. “Pardon?”

She nodded, a glint of excitement in her eyes, as if this were some thrilling secret rather than my reality. “He’s a werewolf,” she said, covering her mouth like it was a juicy piece of gossip. “Isn’t that exciting? Like something out of a paranormal novel!”

I forced myself to keep a neutral face, but inwardly, her words made me cold. Another wolf? Every wolf I had met so far had only thought of their own interests, had only caused pain. Why would I willingly entangle myself with another—especially one I didn’t know?

But then, a more troubling thought rose. Why was Hilda even telling me this? This wasn’t information she should be sharing. She wasn’t even a wolf herself. So why was she going out of her way to tell me this now? Was she hoping it would sway me into saying yes? I glanced at her, trying to see if there was something hidden behind that excited expression. If she was trying to manipulate me, she was doing a good job.

But if anything, Nurse Hilda’s “secret” had made my decision even clearer. Why would a wolf request a surrogate when we had mates, well, in most cases, we had mates but perhaps he was rejected just like me however, I couldn’t risk letting an unknown wolf into my life, especially by agreeing to carry his child.