Page 33 of Broken Alpha (Unwanted #1)

Aidyn

I opened my eyes to find the sun streaming into the bedroom through a crack in the curtains.

I was on the floor in the nest I had made while my heat spiked, and my Omega was desperate for Luke.

I had texted him when the spikes became too much, and he had come to me, and then I remembered nothing. But now, something felt wrong.

I knew what it felt like to come out of a heat alone and what it felt like to come out of a heat after spending it with someone.

This was different. There was no groggy feeling, my body didn’t feel sore, but my Omega purred happily within me.

It was content about something, and it took me a second to realize what it could be so content about.

Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Panic sliced through me, and I scrambled out of the nest as if it were on fire, only to realize that Luke wasn’t beside me.

Under the scent of Luke’s pheromones, I found a lighter, softer scent.

It was floral and subtle, faint enough that I had to really strain my senses to pick it up.

My heart plummeted, and I needed to find Luke.

I needed to know what happened because, clearly, something went wrong.

I reached for my pants and pulled them on before grabbing one of his hoodies from the nest. As I reached, a sharp pain shot through my shoulder, and I hissed at the sting.

Standing up, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and a sob caught in my throat.

A fresh set of bite marks sat in the junction between my shoulder and the base of my throat.

I covered my mouth with my hand as the sob finally escaped me, tears filling my eyes.

If he had asked, I might’ve said yes. My Omega already acknowledged him as our mate, but Luke attempted to bond us together without a discussion. Like I was property to claim.

I no longer wanted to find Luke, not right now. What I needed was to get the fuck out of here.

Dropping his hoodie to the floor, I desperately searched around me for a shirt that was mine, pulling it from the nest and dragging it over my head.

Panic and anxiety began to drown me, making it harder for me to breathe as I moved throughout the empty apartment, void of any sound from its owner.

Grabbing my backpack, I slipped into my shoes and left, the laces dragging along the floor as I hadn’t put in the effort to tie them.

Omegas could sometimes detect their pregnancy at conception, the same time their Alpha notices, but it was common for us to realize a few days later as we’re disoriented from our heats as we come back to ourselves.

But my heat broke abruptly without it tapering off like it should’ve.

I knew what that floral scent was; I wasn’t stupid, yet I still insisted on stopping at the pharmacy less than a block from my apartment.

The woman who sold me the three boxes of tests had eyed me, looking around to see if anyone else was with me, and when she only saw me, a look of pity had crossed her face.

I was embarrassed, annoyed, and angry and grabbed the bag aggressively from her when I left.

Pushing my way into my apartment, I dropped my backpack and keys off at the door on the floor, not taking the time to hang them up on the hooks in the entryway.

Entering the kitchen, I grabbed a plastic cup from the cupboard and immediately made my way into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me before pulling the three boxes out of the pharmaceutical bag in my hands.

Now I stood over the toilet bowl with an alcoholic wipe that I used to wipe the tip of my cock with before grabbing the cup and urinating into it.

Opening each test, I dipped the ends into the cup, per the instructions, recapped them, and set them on the counter. And waited.

I jumped as my phone began to vibrate on the counter, and I glanced at the screen to find Luke calling me, but I couldn’t answer.

I watched the call go to voicemail, only for Luke to try to call again.

I grabbed my phone in a panic, immediately turning the vibration off and setting my phone to Do Not Disturb so that I couldn’t see his calls.

I noticed he had also sent me a text, but I couldn’t open it when my eyes landed on the tests and their results.

Pregnant .

Oh God. No, no, no, no, no. I knew I was; I could tell by the floral scent and the absence of waking up groggy.

But knowing and having it confirmed were two different ways of thinking.

Pregnancy was the risk of spending a heat with another dominant, especially since the implant and suppressants didn’t work for us.

But Luke had assured me that everything would go well.

He had assured me I would be okay and we’d be fine.

Yet I came out of it partially bonded and fucking pregnant!

The floodgates that held my panic at bay disintegrated, and my chest tightened.

I clawed at my hoodie, suddenly unable to breathe.

“Aidyn?”

Erik’s voice reached through the other side of the door, and my panic increased. He was the last fucking person I needed right now. He knocked before opening the door, his eyes instantly landing on the tests on the counter.

“What have you done?’’

“What do you mean ‘what have I done’?!” Anger flashed through me, giving me something to grab onto even as it began to flee instantly.

“I didn’t fucking ask for this! I didn’t ask to be a dominant Omega!

I didn’t ask to go into heat! I didn’t ask for normal medication to do absolutely fucking nothing!

Do you think I wanted this? You think I want a —oh god. ”

I dove for the toilet as bile climbed up my throat, and I vomited everything I had in me.

I began to hyperventilate and didn’t notice Erik had left the bathroom only to come back with a glass of water.

He sat beside me, a look of concern on his face.

I couldn’t hold it together anymore, and tears began to fall on my face, sobs racking my body violently as Erik pulled me against him.

I clung to his shirt, unable to stop myself.

It felt like my whole body was in pain, and I just wanted to curl up and not think.

A baby was supposed to be a joyous occasion, something to celebrate and be excited about.

If this had been a year from now, I would be running to Luke with the positive tests, elated at our news.

But this wasn’t in the future; it was now, and my heart broke.

I had been bonded and impregnated without a single say in its process.

Luke and I had a plan. I trusted him to see me through my heat; we had gone over it dozens of times.

I bought condoms. Did they break? Why wasn’t he there when I woke up?

He had abandoned me in his apartment as if he thought I wouldn’t fucking notice.

I wrapped my arms around my stomach, my sobbing slowly morphing to soft hiccups as I tried to recenter myself, closing my eyes.

Silence enveloped us as Erik and I sat on the bathroom floor.

I shuffled to reposition myself more comfortably and thought about what would happen next.

Obviously, I couldn’t keep it, but finding a doctor who would terminate the pregnancy of an Omega was going to be difficult.

I couldn’t go to Dr. Easton. Luke had said they were friends, and I don’t know if he’s aware of our relationship, but I couldn’t take that risk.

I’d have to look into reputable locations outside of him.

“Do you know who the father is?” Erik asked softly, interrupting the silence.

“Of course,” I replied, hurt at the implication.

“Did he force you?”

“Nothing like that, Erik. I loved…love him.”

“The guy you’ve been seeing?”

I was silent and only nodded, tightening my hold around my middle.

A loud thumping came from the front door, and my body went into panic mode as our silence was disrupted, my heart pounding loudly in my ears.

I sat up, eyes wide, and glanced at Erik, who was on alert, standing up from his spot.

A fresh wave of tears flooded my eyes, running down my cheeks, my Omega calling out to our Alpha with a low, alien-like rattle that echoed along the bathroom tile.

Even from the bathroom, I could hear how distressed Luke was by the tone in his voice as he called out my name, pounding on the door again, causing it to shudder on its hinges.

He was probably panicking like I was, but for a different reason.

Did he notice the change in my scent when he left me in our nest?

As much as my Omega wanted to soothe the panic in Luke, he was also upset, demanding to know why we had been left alone, but I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing him right now.

“That’s our ABOPB teacher!” Erik looked down at me in horror. “Is he the father?”

I could only nod, and he let out an exasperated sound. “Jesus fucking Christ, Aidyn!”

“I know!” I groaned.

“What do you want me to do?” Erik sighed.

“T-tell him I don’t want to see him. Or that I’m not here.”

“Aidyn…”

“Please, Erik! I know I’m a terrible person, and I know I’m asking a lot, but please. I’ll never ask you to get involved again, I promise. I just…not right now. Please.”

Erik’s eyes danced across my face before sighing and nodding. He left the bathroom, and I could hear him open the door, acknowledging Luke in a monotone voice.

“Mr. Ellis? What can I do for you?”

“Aidyn,” the pain in his voice gripped my heart. It was laced with desperation, and I could only imagine how frazzled he must have been. I wrapped my arms around my body, curling into myself in my spot on the floor, trying to make myself smaller as a whimper escaped my throat.

“Why are you looking for Aidyn? What makes you think he’s here?”

“He…we….have an app to track each other's location. It was for emergencies. This is…I need to see him.”

“He doesn’t want to see you right now, Mr. Ellis. And if anyone from the university found out you were here to see a student —”

“I don’t give a fuck about the university!” Luke’s voice rose angrily, and I could hear the growl punctuating the expletive word. “I just need to see Aidyn. Please, I need to know that he’s okay and that he’s safe. I just need to make sure my Omega is okay.”

“ Your Omega? Do you have any fucking idea what you’ve done? Do you realize the level of fucked-up you’ve caused him? He’s ruined now because of you.”

Anger boiled through my system. Ruined? I was not fucking ruined, and how dare Erik think I am.

I obviously can’t keep this baby, but even if I did, that doesn’t mean I’m ruined.

Letting the anger fuel me, I pushed up from my spot on the bathroom floor and walked to the front door.

Erik stood in front of the doorframe, his hand still on the door, and Luke had his hands on the doorframe, trying to enter the apartment.

When he saw me, his face softened, but the look in his eyes showed me how desperately sorry he was, how guilty he felt.

His eyes strayed to the incomplete bonding mark at my neck, and he let out a low, pained sound that my Omega responded to with a whine at his distress.

Erik turned around and spotted me before seeing the mark.

He hadn’t seen it earlier, and now that he had, rage consumed him.

“You fucking bastard!” Erik seethed, his fist pulling backward before slamming against Luke’s cheek.

Unprepared for the blow, Luke’s head was knocked sideways against the doorframe with a thunk before he fell to the ground.

“Erik!” I screamed, moving forward, my eyes on Luke.

Erik whirled around to face me, storming toward me and pulling down my shirt collar.

“He fucking marked you too?! What the actual fucking fuck, Aidyn?”

“Why do you care?” I snarled at him, pulling out of his grasp. “I’m ruined, so why does it matter?”

The color drained from Erik’s face as I moved toward Luke, but he had already gotten off the ground, and I stopped in the doorway.

My Omega begged me to run to our Alpha and tell him we were okay, to scent him before telling him that we should go home to our nest and revel in the fact that we’re going to have a pup. But I wouldn’t do any of those things.

“Go home, Luke,” I said softly, my Omega protesting. “Go home and leave me alone.”

And I shut the door.