Chapter 175
Over the next few days, Lorik began teaching me the intricacies of managing pack affairs–the politics, the responsibilities, the delicate balance of power. I absorbed the information quickly, eager to prove that I was more than capable of handling things in his absence. Lorik was impressed, but every time he urged me to rest, I waved him off. There was no time for rest.
Then, one morning, I awoke to find him gone. There had been no warning, no goodbye. Just a soft kiss on my forehead and the sound of him leaving with the warriors, heading to the northern front.
As the days passed, I threw myself into my new duties, overseeing everything in Silvermoon. True to form, Derek and Cecily made several attempts to interfere, but each time, I shut them down, refusing to let them worm their way into any position of influence. Andrew, busy with the war effort, had no time to back them up, leaving me with one less concern.
But then, one day, while I was working on a stack of paperwork, I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me. My stomach churned, and I stood up, gripping the edge of the desk for support. A strange sensation settled in my gut, and a possibility flashed through my mind.
I hurried to the bathroom, my heart racing. With trembling hands, I took out a pregnancy test and dipped the strip, waiting anxiously as the seconds ticked by.
Two faint red lines appeared on the test.
I was pregnant.
I stared at the pregnancy test, my mind racing as the two faint red lines seemed to mock me. For a long moment, I couldn’t move. My legs felt heavy, and I stood there, frozen. I slowly made my way back to my office and sank into the chair, my body sinking into the cushions as if weighed down by the sudden realization. I couldn’t accept it–not right away. But deep down, I knew the truth.
I was pregnant with Lorek’s child.
I gently opened the drawer that held my important papers.
With Ethan’s help, I had applied for permanent residency in K.
Once I get my passport, I’ll settle in K and won’t return to Silvermoon. However, this sudden child disrupted my plans.
Should I tell Lorik?
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After some deep thought, I still felt that he had the right to know about it, but I wouldn’t stay in Silvermoon for the sake of the child, instead I planned to bring the child along with me to K Country
I know Lorik won’t let go for a while; but I will be cold to him. I will first leave because of work. After a long time, Lorik will naturally be lonely and will hang around with all kinds of women. We can just end this relationship logically.
But telling Lorik about this is not as easy as I thought it would be.
At first, we had been able to talk occasionally, though each call was brief and filled with the urgency of war. But as the fighting intensified, the signal worsened, and now our conversations were reduced to fragmented words and interrupted sentences before the line cut off.
hat night, when the news of my pregnancy weighed heavily on me, I tossed and turned, unable to find any peace. After a long while, I picked up my phone, my fingers hesitating before finally dialing Lorek’s number. We hadn’t spoken much about anything personal lately–our conversations had been strictly about pack business. It was always Lorikwho called first, checking on me when he had
the chance.
This time, after dialing several times, there was no answer. I sighed, setting the phone down, ready to accept that I might not reach him tonight. But just as I was about to drift off, the phone rang in my hand. I quickly picked it up, and Lorek’s deep, commanding voice came through, muffled by the chaos in the background.
“Sherry,” he greeted, his tone serious. “What’s going on?”
I could hear the noise of men shouting, the clang of metal, and the faint crackle of static. My heart twisted as I hesitated, wondering if I should burden him with this news now, in the middle of a
battle.
“When are you coming back?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended. “I have something important to talk to you about.”
“I don’t have time for that right now,” he replied, a hint of impatience creeping into his voice. “Is something about the pack? If there’s a problem, tell me.”
I opened my mouth to speak, the words teetering on the edge of my tongue. “Lorik, I’m-”
Before I could finish, another voice cut in from his side, panic lacing the words. “Alpha Lorek! It’s not good, we’re under attack! They’re breaching the defenses!”
The call disconnected abruptly, leaving me staring at the phone screen, the empty silence more deafening than the noise from the battlefield.
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For a long time, I simply sat there, holding the phone in my lap. I hadn’t expected this. A child. Our child. I knew I had to tell Lorek, but I couldn’t bring myself to drop such news on him in the middle of a war. It wasn’t the right time–not now.
The next few days passed without any further contact. I busied myself with pack duties, trying to distract my mind from the swirling thoughts about the baby. But my heart kept circling back to the reality that Lorikdidn’t know.
On the desk before me lay a new passport, the edges crisp and the pages blank. I stared at it, wondering what the future would look like. Would I still be here when he returned, or would I take the baby and start fresh in another city? I shook my head, not ready to face that decision yet.
I reached for my phone again, my fingers trembling slightly as I noticed several missed calls. My feart skipped a beat when I saw the name: Lorik.
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