Vengeance: Fate of the weak Omega

Daphne's p o v

My fingers trembled over the furniture handle as I listened to the woman's hushed voice coming from my husband's bedroom.

I crept silently inside the closet, my ears perked for any sound. As I stared at the image of my mate and Rosie and listened to the things they said without realizing I was listening, my blood ran cold with shock.

I had been barren for ten years and my mate and husband, Stephen has always been my supporter but as I listened to the things he said now, I realized he has been a trickster all along.

I pressed my hand over my mouth to stop myself from crying out as I watched him and Rosie, my student. My heart raced as I listened to their conversation. They were talking about me and making plans against me. I could hardly believe what I was hearing. It had to do with my baby and my power!!

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Nothing brought me genuine happiness more than being the alpha to this wonderful pack. Since I was a child, I dreamed of nothing else but becoming an irreplaceable leader to my pack. Seeing them thrive was all that brought me satisfaction.

This morning, before I heard the conversation between Stephen and Rosie, I was carrying out the usual morning activity with my pack members.

The woods echoed with the excited howls of the wolves as they raced through the underbrush. I was always at the head of the group, my powerful muscles carrying me effortlessly over fallen logs and through dense foliage.

The air was crisp and fresh, and the smell of the petricor and morning dew filled my nostrils.

The morning hunts always made me feel alive and free, and for a moment, all my worries melted away.

The wolves howled joyously behind me as we reached Green Hills- my pack.

But as soon as I stepped into the welcoming parade of the people, something caught my eyes at once.

I saw them- the other wolves, frolicking with their pups. Other mothers clutched their babies on their sides. They looked so happy, so content with their little ones- something I didn't have. My heart sank.

I jumped into the balcony of my bedroom and shifted back to meet Stephen waiting for me with a dress.

As I walked passed the balcony to meet him, I tuned my back to him as he holds the robe for me while I put my hands through them to wear it.

I had always wanted a child of my own, someone to pass my legacy on to. But despite all my power, I had been unable to conceive. The moon goddess knew one thing that I still deeply craved for - a child.

"How was the hunt?" Stephen asked.

"It was fun. You should have come."

"Thrust me I wanted to but I was just tired."

"Yeah. I remember." I lean forward to kiss him. "Hope it has gone down now?"

"Yeah." He walked back to the bed while I tied the rope to hold the robe around my waist.

"Was Rosie around? I am catching her scent."

"Oh. She was here a few minutes ago. She came by to say hi."

"Ok." I sit on the bed and let out a deep sigh, my mind wandering back to those cute little children I had seen earlier.

Stephen seemed to notice my dejected mood immediately and he asked. “What’s wrong, Daphne?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

I sighed. “It’s nothing.” I said, trying to keep the sadness out of my voice.

But Stephen was not fooled. “Come on, tell me,” he said taking his eyes off his phone.

“I just … I can’t stop thinking about the hunt, this morning” I admitted. “when I arrived, I saw those other mothers with their pups, the way they held them jealously, it just reminded me of what I didn't have”

Stephen sighed and got up. He sits behind me on the bed and wraps his arms around me. “You’re still young, Daphne. We can keep trying and we'll make it work somehow.”

I shook my head. “I don’t know if I can keep trying, Stephen. Every month that goes by without a pregnancy, and the chances getting lower. It just breaks my heart a little more.”

"Soon." He finalized. "We just have to keep trying, ok?"

"Okay." I nod.

Stephen has been loving and supportive but I could see that even he was running out of patience. At some times he couldn't help but get angry at my little mistakes because I was childless but all through, he was still the supportive mate I was grateful for.

I hoped that just as he said, I would be able to carry our child one day.

Just a week after that conversation, Stephen drew me to the hospital claiming he she some good news for me.

As we sat before the doctor, even he was smiling at us. “I have some good news for you both. Your symptoms have finally been completely healed and you can now safely proceed to IVF inorder to conceive a baby.”

My heart skipped a beat at the mention of it. “Really?” I asked, my voice trembling with hope.

"Just like I explained earlier, I would harvest some of your eggs, fertilize them with Stephen’s sperm in a lab, and then implant the fertilized eggs back into your uterus.”

Stephen grasped my hand, his eyes shining with excitement.

"You see, Daphne? I told you it'll work out."

I couldn't believe it. It was roo good to be true.

Immediately, we fixed a date for the surgery. Rosie who was always the supportive maid, cane with us.

And after the success of it, I woke up to feel the mild pain and discomfort in my abdomen. As I touched the part that was covered in plaster, Stephen smiled at me.

"We did it."

Yes we did. I was finally pregnant. I was finally going to have a child I can call mine after six years of childlessness.