Chapter 88: Healing The 88

Sihana’s POV #Finished “It will – It will never come to it,” I muttered. I didn’t fully understand what he meant by choosing me before our child but he seemed to threaten my baby. Would he try something if my symptoms got worse?

“I hope it doesn’t,” he responded in a quieter tone with forlorn expression. “Are you hungry?” He asked and that was the end of the conversation about our unborn child.

I wished I could say it didn’t prick me how he dismissed the subject as if it wasn’t something life–

changing. I didn’t want to fault him, knowing he had issues of his own he hadn’t dealt with and he may be unwilling to have a child because of said issues, but I was tired, cranky and thus upset. My brain told me he was supposed to be happy and since he wasn’t, I got even crankier.

“Is that all you have to say?” I asked with ill–concealed annoyance. “I tell you I am pregnant but you ask if I’m hungry?”

“What more am I to say?” He asked with narrowed eyes.

“We’ll have a baby soon! What do you mean by what more are you to say?” I mimicked his narrow eyes.

You must be hungry,” he said with a sigh. “You’re acting out because of hunger.” He took my hands and led me out of the room. I followed behind reluctantly, annoyed at the way he easily dismissed the subject of the baby.

In the end, I ate with him. This time, I could keep down the food but I could not eat much no matter how much I wished I would and I was too scared to force myself to eat for fear of throwing up again.

“Shouldn’t you eat more if you’re pregnant?” Cabir asked when I stopped eating after consuming only a quarter of my plate.

“I don’t want to throw up again.” His eyes turned sharp but he said nothing. I felt the need to explain.

things to him so I continued. The high priestess said it would be a difficult pregnancy, that’s why she gave me this.” I fingered the necklace fastened around my neck. His eyes dropped to my throat and his expression turned sour.

“Pregnancies are usually difficult, I’ve heard,” he muttered in a dry tone.

“It’s It’s more than that, I added with crossed arms and a pinched expression. “It’s because the baby- carries the goddess‘ kiss.” His fork paused halfway to his mouth. “That’s why I’m manifesting different powers now.

“Your powers are clashing.” He dropped his fork as he spoke in a sharp tone.

“Y–Yeah, something like that.” I looked away from the displeasure on his face.

“But” He started with a sigh. “How can a fetus carry the goddess” kiss?” He mused.

I tried to cast the words of the high priestess behind me, to pretend she never told me that the goddess: was nothing more than a narcissist using her creations for her entertainment, but Cahir’s question made the conversation with the priestess replay in my head and a familiar annoyance sprang up.

“It’s because of you,” I said to my mate, trying to curb my annoyance at him for not wanting our child, and mon lifa and dağdad harina a pin lika haaling #Finished compensation for all the trouble I suffered.

I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful or blasphemous but the goddess was all–powerful. She could have saved me earlier or better still, she could have chosen another day to throw the earth into chaos, or not play such games even! She could have made it clear to the people of Silver Moon pack that I wasn’t responsible for my mother’s death any more than I was responsible for the ill omen that day.

“Me?” Cahir could not hide the surprise in his tone. “How can it be because of me?”

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“It’s because she wanted to bless you, I muttered. “She can’t give you a kiss considering you’re well, you, so she wants you to have a child that is blessed. At least that’s what the high priestess told me.”

“Is that right?” He hummed to himself before nodding “I see.” I knew he didn’t see it as a gift or “blessing” as he didn’t want an offspring but did he have to make it so obvious? I touched my tight stomach with a sigh.

His nonchalant attitude – which was false by the way, hit me harder than the thought of him raging at me for getting pregnant. I’d expected him to be angry, to demand I get rid of the baby, to ask me to get out of somehow his pack, something, anything, but not this. He had a quiet resignation around him that wa worse than him yelling.

It made my heart hurt. Although the sickness and having to deal with the fear of him rejecting our dampened my mood, I was excited about the baby. I didn’t know jack shit about being a mother but prepared to learn, excited even to take this first step. I’d never had a mother, never had a family, but I wanted one. I wanted to experience the warmth of a loving family before I died but I feared Cahir may not be aboard that ship with the way he was behaving.

Feeling tired to my bones, I excused myself from the table. He left his food to walk me up the stairs and when I got into bed, he held my hand and stroked my hair, kissing my face until I got drowsy.

I’ll be going to the hospital tomorrow,” I informed him in a tired voice.

It was something I worried I may not be able to keep a secret but he knew about the baby now so there was no need to hide a hospital visit.

“Are you feeling sick?” Cahir asked, alarmed.

I touched my stomach. “There’s a baby in here, Cahir. Don’t you want to know how long they’ve been. there? Aren’t you even the least bit curious about your child?”

-I–ah – Yes, I’d like to know how it’s possible you’re pregnant. Perhaps it’s – Whatever he saw on my face made him trail off.

“Will you go with me?” I muttered, eyes closed. I felt his hesitation and lost every bit of hope I held on to.

“There’s a lot of work to be done tomorrow,” he muttered. What a silly excuse. He went all the way with me to the central temple despite his work. “I’ll ask Aristo to accompany you.”

“Forget it. Aristo isn’t my mate.” My snarl was met with silence then I sighed, guilty for my harsh tone. “Why what’s so wrong in starting a family?”

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“There are realities ver considered for myself,” he said slowly. “I will try but I can’t guarantee I have it in me to love someone else.”

Healing The Ruthless Alpha * KADE