Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Jojo:

I walked halfway, before boarding a taxi to the restaurant when neither my legs nor any part of my body could continue the walking journey. The scorching sun and not very “walk friendly” temperature did not support my exercise. I should have just boarded a taxi home since I knew Mrs Smith had given me a six months work leave – theoretically, that is. We both knew that I could stay off work for two years if the need to do so sprang up at any moment – but I was still compelled to go the restaurant, just to see if there was anything I could help with.

The taxi stopped by the side of the restaurant and I got down. I closed the door behind me, paid my fare and carried my heavily pregnant self into the alleyway that led to the back of the restaurant. I did not need eyes staring at my belly bump anytime I walked in. It was what had been happening for the past three weeks. One time, an unknown female customer had insisted that she touched my stomach. Which was very weird, but Mrs Smith was quick to save me before the whole thing could escalate.

As I walked through the back door, and into the kitchen, I placed my hand on the top of my belly. It did hurt a little.

I walked into the kitchen to find all burners active, pieces of noodle packets in the trash bin and Mrs Smith humming and smiling while cutting cabbages. She had been so consumed in preparing her meal, that she had not even seen me walk in. Confused, I turned to the cabinet by my left. The menu for the day lay on top of it. I picked it up and allowed my eyes scan through it.

There was no mention of anything that had to do with noodle wraps and cabbage, so what exactly was going on? I knew Mrs Smith would not go against the menu for the day without a reason.

She had still not acknowledged my presence, so I forced myself to shamelessly clear my throat multiple times, in order to get her attention. When she turned to me, her electric blue eyes were bright and oval shaped. She had a bright smile on her face and glowed with a strange form of radiance which I did not quite understand.

“What… what is going on?” I asked, pointing fingers at all the things that were… well, out of place.

“Jojo! You’re back! You would not believe it even if I told you!”

As if there was anything in this world that could come as a shock to me again.

“I’m really interested, Mrs Smith. You’re looking very happy.” I added, taking slow steps to move closer to her. The aroma from the pots were drawing me closer to the gas cooker.

“Of course! My son is finally here! And he called me mum!” She cried out loud. From the swollen bags underneath both of her beautiful eyes, I could tell that she had been crying.

This was huge!

“Your son? As in, the one you told us about back in Rush? The one you were separated from and were not allowed to return to? That son?!” For some reason, my heart was bursting with genuine excitement. I was really happy for her, she deserved all the happiness in the world after all.

As she nodded eagerly, drops of tears fell down her eyelids again.

“Really? Where is he?”

“He is in the VIP session! Mel led them there. I had to keep the tables around there empty, since he doesn’t want to show his face as the alpha.” She continued. This time, her eyes were inside the pot of meat stock she was boiling.

I looked over her shoulder, then stared down at her.

The what now?

“The alpha? As in, your son is the alpha of Ten? Is that why we moved here?” I mean, I had to be surprised. This was something huge after all!

Mrs Smith scoffed and placed the lid of the pot on it, covering it and allowing the meat inside to boil faster.

“Pfft. No. My son is the alpha of Rush pack, Lake Rush. I mean, I’m so glad he is okay. I really thought I lost him to that accident. I don’t know what I would have done if…”

It was safe to say she lost me at “Lake Rush”. I stood still, stoic, frozen to the ground. This truth, this sudden revelation came to me as a painful slap across my right cheek, one that sent me staggering backwards, but not on my own accord. I wanted to say something, anything at all, but my tongue was not only tied, it had been cut off from my mouth.

I watched, stunned and dazed as Mrs Smith continued to hum and dance around the kitchen, happily celebrating the return of her rather prodigal son. But how exactly was I to celebrate the return of a mate that rejected me and left me with nothing apart from his child that was growing in my womb which he did not know about because I did not tell him? Yes, I could not stop to breathe as I carefully asked myself that very important question.

The world was beginning to spin around me. It felt as though the floor had become the roof, and the roof, the floor. Like I was standing upside down with blood from my legs draining to my head.

I placed my hands on the cabinet in front of me, my fingers and palms all clutched it for support. Without it, there was every tendency that I would crumble to the ground. The kitchen became too hot for me to stand in. The walls of the kitchen were beginning to close in on me, there was not enough space for me to breathe, even air had abandoned me.

“Is everything alright, Jo?”

No! No! Nothing was alright! This could not be happening! Why here? Why now? Just when I thought I was starting to have my life figured out? Why did he have to show up now?

I swallowed the lump that had risen to my throat and nodded eagerly.

“Yes, of course. Everything is perfectly fine. You do not need to panic, I just felt the baby kick.”

She dropped her spoon and moved to me.

“Oh dear! That is extremely lovely. Come on, I need to introduce you to my son now. Mel has already met him, I need you to meet him too. After all, he is now part of the family.” She called out, placing a hand on my right shoulder.

I blinked twice as I stared at her.

Family?!

I was looking at my child’s grandmother! I had been living with my child’s grandmother all this while without even having the slightest idea!

I was slowly suffocating. I had to leave, I had to find air to breathe.

“Uhmm, yes. I forgot something very important at home… sorry, school. My phone… yes! My phone.” As I spoke, I walked away from her. I could feel her gaze burning my neck as I walked as fast as my legs and stomach could allow me.

I flung the back door open and disappeared into the dark alley.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Jojo! Jojo!” I heard Mel call behind me. But I did not stop to answer, I did not even turn to look at her.

The voices in my head were louder than hers, and they were screaming at me to run.