Forced To Have The Alpha's Baby

Chapter 4

I'm in shock. My mind is saying something to me and I'm having a difficult time processing the words.

Did I just hear him tell me that I'm here so that I can have his baby?

"Obviously I didn't hear you correctly." I say, still in shock.

His hands are still on my waist and I don't think he realizes that he's squeezing it tightly now. "You heard me correctly; you're here to have my baby."

I push away from him and put some distance between us. His nearness was making it difficult for me to think and breathe properly. "Why the hell would you want me to have your baby when it's clear to me that you people hate even the word 'mate'?" I demand from him. "I don't understand why you would choose the one woman that your kind hates to have your baby. You don't make any sense to me."

His jaw clenches at my words and it's only then that I realize what had happened. My mind is racing with all of the facts and I want to laugh at how ironic this whole situation is.

I understand now.

They didn't plan on kidnapping Arthur's mate. That's why he was so surprised when he walked in here and realized exactly what I was to him.

"You didn't know that I would end up being your mate, did you?" I asked him.

I can't help but smile at how frustrated he must be to learn of this. I couldn't wait for Gideon and the rest of his family to realize the huge mistake they'd make as well. Maybe then they would set me free.

"Clearly this was all just a huge mistake." I say to him, feeling relief flow throughout my body. "You don't want me and I don't want to stay here. Clearly you wouldn't want your mate to have your baby or it would go against everything your family stands for."

He seems to consider my words for a few seconds before he turns away from my gaze. I can't tell what he's thinking but I find myself wanting to know.

"No."

My forehead creases and I stare at his back. "What do you mean no?"

He turns to me and faces me with a hard, penetrating gaze. "You will have my baby. Father chose you because you possess the qualities that he's looking for. No one else will do."

My jaw drops at his words.

What could I possibly possess that these men wanted me here for this reason? I wasn't about to just stand here and act like an object to a damn Blackner! No one was about to force me to have a baby with them. I would fight till my death to prevent that from ever happening.

I’m angry now and he’s walking towards the door to leave me in this horrible state.

"Listen to me." I shout. "I rather die than have your child."

Arthur's fingers pause on the handle but he doesn't turn to look at me. We're both quiet for a few seconds and all you could hear was our loud breathing. Then he presses down on the handle before it flies open. I watch as he storms outside without another word.

Flicking bastard!

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~ARTHUR~

I want to go back into the room. I want to see her again and this time I want to touch her. I'm not happy with the feelings swirling in my body and I'm not sure how to control them either. Father warned us that the day we met our true mate it would be difficult to resist the temptation and he was right. This was proving to be the most difficult thing I've ever had to do in my entire life.

I swallow and take a step back to control my emotions before I enter my father's chambers. I can't let him see what I look like after meeting the girl.

I also couldn't let him find out the truth about her.

If he found out that she's my mate then he would most likely get rid of her. I knew that I had to push these feelings out of the way before that ever happened and right now I wasn't strong enough to do it. There was already a strong connection there and I needed to learn how to control it before my father found out that she was my mate.

"So you've met her already?" Father asks me as soon as he spots me.

I nod my head without speaking a word. I still didn't trust my own voice right now.

"She has a lot of spirit doesn't she?" He asks with a chuckle.

I don't answer his question. Nothing about this is funny. I shouldn't be here having this conversation right now. I shouldn't have even met my mate . . . I never wanted to see this day but yet here I am.

"What's wrong?" He asks, sensing my discomfort and worry.

I try to wipe all emotion from my face as I turn to face him once more. "She will not let me touch her easily father . . . I'm not sure if this is such a good i—

"So what?" He asks cutting me off. "Force her if you have to. We just need her for the child and that will be all. She doesn't need to give her consent for any of this, she's at our mercy. She can't escape here without bringing death upon herself."

That's the problem father. She's threatened her life to get her way.

I'm not sure if I'm okay with that. There is this constant nagging in my chest and it's almost painful. I didn't expect her words to affect me the way that it did. Hearing her say that she would gladly die before she had my child was like a punch in the gut.

How did this mating thing even work? How could I have developed such strong feelings for someone that I never once knew?

I didn't like this . . . Didn't like it at all.

"Are you listening to me?" Father asks, bringing my attention back to him.

"Yes father."

"Good." He responds. "Now if you could excuse me, I have some important matters to get down to."

"What important matters?" I ask suspiciously. The last time he'd had important matters to tend to I'd found out about the girl that was now being forced to have my baby.

"That boy Lucas. He's gone missing and I have no idea where he is. We were supposed to go ahead with the engagement but now everything will be forced to be pushed back."

"I told you he was no good for my sister." I growl.

Father shrugs his shoulders at me. "I have to disagree with you. Lucas and his brothers are very powerful men. It would prove beneficial to us to have him marry your sister."

I didn't agree with father. There were many other eligible men for my sister. So many powerful men out there. 

"Are you ready to get down to business?" Father asks me. "Remember I want a grandchild as soon as possible. I don't want any time to be wasted."

My body freezes at the reminder of my mate and letting her have my child.

"I just have something to get done first." I respond dryly.

I needed to visit Emily. I needed to find a way to tell her about all of this before I went ahead with it.

She needed to know . . .