Pregnant I left him To His First Love

"Do you like dolls? I bought you a doll house," Tatum says and an omega appears with a box beside him.

Amara squints at him before she carefully observes the box and looks back at him.

"Will you help me build it? Mama doesn't know how to," she replies innocently.

"Well, I live just opposite you," Tatum points to the identical building behind him. "Helping you build it won't be a problem." "Really?!" Amara's excitement shines, "Will you take me to the playground too? Mama has refused to let me go."

Tatum rolls his hand and curtsies to her. "Alpha Tatum at your service, Lady Amara."

Amara holds her gown up and returns his gesture in a cute way. "Thank you Alpha."

"I'm here!" Leila's voice reaches them before she appears and the small smile on her face morphs into a scowl when she sees Tatum, her heart betraying her once again and pounding at the sight of him. "Tatum."

"Hi."

Amara looks between the both of them, squinting her eyes. "Mama, why don't you like Uncle Alpha? You like everybody."

Leila looks down at Amara and then back at Tatum, for the first time noticing the similarities between father and daughter.

They both have the same shiny dark hair, their noses are shaped the same way and when they are curious, their brows furrow and their similes are identical.

"Honey, as you grow older, you'll learn that not everybody deserves your likeness," Leila replies, eyeing Tatum, hating the way he's looking at her like he wants to devour her, hating even more how unsettling that primal gaze in his eyes makes her feel and how her wolf just makes her want to jump on him.

'Get a grip,' she says to her wolf, pushing her to the back of her mind before turning to the Alpha in front of her.

"But I like Uncle Alpha, he let me play in his playground and he even bought me a doll house," Amara says, grabbing the big and heavy box from the omega with ease and lifts it towards Leila.

Tatum and the omega both look at her in shock and Leila takes the box from her, putting it on the ground.

"What did I say about accepting gifts from strangers?" She asks Amara in a curt tone, keeping her eyes cold.

She doesn't want her developing an affinity for Tatum, she may be his seed but she is not his child. Tatum lost her the day he denounced them and proclaimed death on them.

She can never forgive him for that, never.

"But mama, Uncle Alpha is not a stranger, a stranger is someone we do not know and we-"

"I know the definition of a stranger, young woman, now go inside and finish your meal," Leila cuts her off.

"But ma-"

"Now or I won't take you to gran gran's."

Amara pouts sadly. "Bye Uncle Alpha, if you want to be my friend, you have to be mama's friend too," she waves at him and scurries inside.

"At least let her keep the gift, it's harmless," Tatum says, dismissing the omega simultaneously, a small courteous smile on his plump lips.

"I hope somewhere in your deluded mind you don't think she's yours," Leila replies coldly and Tatum's face turns grim.

He looks down defeatedly and

stares at the box for some seconds before he looks back up at Leila and she sees the remorse in his eyes but she couldn't care less.

"Is she....Kelvin's?" Tatum watches her eyes closely as he asks in a heartbreaking tone.

"What do you think?" Leila rolls her eyes at him.

Tatum smiles wryly, pain clear in his sad grey eyes. "You always did prefer him."

Leila grits her teeth, feeling rage twirl in her gut. Tatum must be a fool, she gave him chance after chance, chose him time after time and he

says this to her?

"This conversation is over," she says coldly, takes a step back and swings the door but Tatum blocks it with his hands before it is shut. "Leila, what happened to it? Our-"

"Don't you dare ask about a child

you killed," Leila snarls at him, rage pouring into her, encircling every nerve cell in her body, tears coating her eyes as she remembers how she reminded him on that cliff that she was pregnant with child, their child, hoping it would be enough to change his mind, yet he coldly told her that she deserved to die even if she was carrying his child.

"Leila, I'm s-"

"To hell with you and your apology," she slams the door shut in his face.