Page 55 of Rejected and Pregnant by the Alpha (Forbidden Alpha Kings #52)

Hannah

“Mama, welcome home!” The door to my office opens, and Saben rushes in, his little body colliding with my legs.

I bend down, scooping him into my arms and placing a kiss on his chubby cheek while breathing in his comforting scent. “Did you have fun with Julian?” I ask my pup as my mate walks in, followed by Aidan.

Saben looks at me, his green eyes narrowing before he looks back at Julian. “He was fun,” Saben says, his words laced with half-truths and half-lies.

I sigh, motioning for Aidan to leave us while I bring Saben to the couch, sitting him down beside me. The door softly shuts, and I look up to find Julian standing there awkwardly, running a hand through his hair.

“We need to talk, Saben,” I begin, looking down at my little boy. “Me, you, and Julian,” I continue.

Saben looks down at his lap, a pout forming on his lips. He fidgets with his hands, a habit he has when he thinks he is in trouble.

“Did I do something wrong, Mama?” Saben asks, and I sigh, brushing his white hair out of his face.

“No, baby,” I reassure him, gently cupping his chin and lifting his little face to look at me. “But Mama did something wrong, thinking she was protecting you,” I admit.

His little eyes widen in shock as Julian moves to sit on the wooden coffee table.

“We both did something wrong,” Julian adds, giving Saben an apologetic look.

“You see, your mama was a part of the royal pack over five years ago,” Julian begins, looking at me with longing in his eyes.

“She and I grew up together because her parents worked for my parents. She was one of my best friends, along with your Uncle Fabian,” he continues, and I smile, looking down at my lap as Saben takes hold of my hand.

“Like her parents, Hannah was assigned as my hidden guard. It was because her parents—your grandparents—gave their lives to protect me and my parents from a band of rogues.” His voice cracks, and instinctively, I reach out to grab Julian’s hand with my free hand, squeezing it.

He smiles at me gratefully, tears unshed in his eyes, before he returns his focus to Saben, who watches Julian closely.

“She took on the role of my personal maid to hide her true job,” Julian continues. “And after she turned sixteen and was able to shift, rumors about her trying to worm her way into the role of luna queen began to circulate.”

I shift uncomfortably; the pain and isolation I went through still linger even after all these years.

“At first, I didn’t believe them. But then I had a… situation. Your mama was there by my side, and I thought she would use this situation to her advantage.”

“But you were wrong?” Saben asks, his voice quiet.

“I was wrong,” Julian admits, sighing. “At first, I thought those rumors were true for two years after that situation, which led me to reject your mother three days after she turned eighteen. It wasn’t until the day I arrived here that I realized how wrong I had been and how badly I regretted hurting your mama.

I was an idiot, an idiot who made a mistake and is trying to prove to your mama that I want her and you in my life. ”

I smile at this confession and feel Saben squeeze my hand. I know this is a lot of information for my son to take in, but I am glad that Julian is trying to explain everything from his perspective in a child-friendly way.

“Is it true, Mama? Is King Julian trying to fix his mistake?”

Looking up at Saben, I stare into his green eyes. My son wants my honesty, and I need to give it to him. “Yes, baby. Your father, King Julian, is trying to fix his mistake,” I answer, hearing Julian take a deep breath. “Mama is also trying to fix a mistake she made too,” I add.

“What was your mistake, Mama?” Saben asks, and I smile sadly, releasing Julian’s hand to pull Saben into my arms.

“My mistake was not telling Julian, your father, that I was pregnant with you,” I answer, running a hand through his hair.

“When he rejected me three days after my birthday, I thought your father didn’t want me.

I left the royal pack on his orders with the help of Uncle Fabian and drove all the way to Ottawa, intending to go to school here,” I continue.

“You did go to school, though. I was at your graduation,” Saben chimes in, making me chuckle.

“Yes, I did go to school, and I did graduate. I did all of that after finding out I was pregnant with you,” I agree, poking his nose and getting a giggle from my son.

“But at the time, I was scared. I was alone in a city with no family, and I thought that since Julian did not want me, if I told him about you, he wouldn’t want you, either.

So I kept you a secret, with only Fabian knowing about you because I couldn’t hide you from my best friend. ”

Saben grows quiet at my words, looking between Julian and me.

I sigh, pressing a kiss to his little head, and turn to look at Julian.

“I kept Saben a secret because I did not want you to reject him like you rejected me,” I add, taking a shaky breath.

“I could handle you rejecting me, but I could not handle you rejecting our son. I’m sorry I kept you from him. ”

Julian moves to sit in the seat Saben once occupied, pulling me and our son into his arms. I breathe in his mango scent mixed with Saben’s mango custard scent and slowly calm myself down.

“I don’t blame you for keeping our son from me. I would have done the same thing in your shoes after how horrible I treated you,” Julian reassures me, pressing a kiss to my lips.

“I was a horrible person, and you deserve better,” he adds, rubbing my back.

Saben watches us, a light of understanding in his eyes.

“So, you didn’t know about me? You didn’t abandon me?” Saben asks Julian, who nods, looking down at our son.

“If I had known about you sooner, I would have been there for you every single day,” Julian states, ruffling Saben’s hair.

“But your daddy was an idiot and hurt your mama. So all I can do now is ask for you and your mama to forgive me and give me a chance to make it up to both of you,” he adds.

I look down at Saben, seeing guilt on his little face. I know what he said to Julian was out of anger, and I hope my son can apologize to his daddy soon.

“Do you think we can give your daddy another chance?” I ask Saben, who lights up, hope in his little eyes.

“I think we can do that,” Saben agrees, smiling at me.

“As long as he makes it up to you for all the things he put you through.”