Chapter 31: Princess Meets Faye In The Bathroom
I can’t believe it. Is this the price I have to bear every day for being pregnant with an Alpha’s pup? Maybe I should have drank that water. Then I would have been saved from all this. I didn’t even get past the first period and everyone was already talking like it was my fault. I didn’t ask to be pregnant. I wanted to free myself, and I couldn’t.
All this wouldn’t have happened if I had never left Redwood. My life was perfect there. No one judged anyone. No whispers in the hallways. No eyes following you like you had done something unforgivable. No voices lowering when you walked past.
Just people living their lives.
I stood in the bathroom, looking at my reflection in the mirror. My chest rose and fell slowly. My fingers curled around the edge of the sink until my knuckles turned pale.
I wanted to punch it. Break something. Anything. Just to reduce my anger.
The mirror showed everything I didn’t want to see. My red eyes. My messy hair. The tension in my jaw.
Their words kept repeating in my head. I swallowed hard.
Then I heard the door open.
"What are you doing here?"
I didn’t have to turn around. I knew it was her. Her fucking scent already told me.
Even before she spoke, it wrapped around the toilet. Strong. Warm. Unavoidable. It filled my lungs whether I wanted it or not.
"I heard someone scream in the hallway, which is prohibited. I was told it was you."
My jaw tightened. Of course someone ran to tell her. Of course.
"Do you want to fucking give me detention? Fucking go ahead, haven’t you done enough..."
My voice came out rough.
I said this while resting my hands on the sink, staring at the mirror, trying to catch my breath and calm myself down. My shoulders moved slowly as I breathed in and out.
The sink was cold beneath my palms.
"Are you okay?"
Those were the next words that came from Princess, who was standing by the door.
The question made something in my chest twist.
I laughed softly, but there was no humor in it.
"I’m not. This is your fault. Your doing."
My fingers tightened around the sink again.
"I am still dealing with the fact that I’m pregnant. Something unexpected and shocking to me. I’m still processing it and you just went and told everybody about it."
My throat felt tight.
"You didn’t even try to ask how I was going to deal with it. Everyone is praising you for scoring while they’re busy calling me a fucking slut..."
The word tasted bitter. Behind me, she moved slightly.
"No one will dare to call you that. They will be punished if they...."
"I can hear them."
My voice cracked. I wiped my cheek quickly, annoyed at myself for crying.
"Every corner. Even right now I can still hear them talking shit about me."
The bathroom suddenly felt smaller.
"It hasn’t even been three days and I feel like I’m being strangled."
My chest rose again.
"I did not ask for this. It may be glorious for you but for me it’s not... it’s not."
I tried to even my tone because the more I spoke the more anger coursed through my veins.
My reflection stared back at me with wet eyes.
For a moment, neither of us spoke. The silence stretched between us. Then she finally spoke.
"When you told me that you were pregnant, I freaked out."
Her voice was quieter than usual.
"I was mad and angry. Because this year I had a bucket list and getting someone pregnant was not part of it."
I blinked slowly. That sounded not like her.
"But when I talked to my brother, he made me realize that I shouldn’t see it as a bad thing. Instead I should turn it into a good thing."
I kept staring at the mirror. My breathing had slowed a little.
"That’s why I told everyone at the club. And when I asked MG why he didn’t invite you, he told me what you were planning and I was furious."
Her words came steadily now.
"The thought of losing what I thought I didn’t want made me realize that I wanted the pups."
My fingers loosened slightly on the sink.
"I left what I was supposed to do to find you."
Another pause.
"I’m sorry that I put you in a position like that. I should have asked for your opinion before telling everyone."
The apology hung in the air. I didn’t know what to say.
Seeing her talk like that felt foreign to me. This was not the Princess i knew.
This was not the proud girl who walked around like the world belonged to her.
I shifted slightly.
"You shouldn’t talk like that... you’re being weird."
I still faced the mirror.
Honestly her words calmed me down a bit. But it was strange. I didn’t want her to be like this.
"I am weird."
She said it simply.
"I will fix it. I’ll make them shut up so you won’t hear them anymore." I let out a small breath.
"What are you going to do, slit their vocal cords?"
The joke slipped out before I could stop it. Behind me she answered immediately.
"No."
A short pause.
"But I am the president and the pups’ mom. And I will find a way to help with your hearing."
Her voice carried that same confidence again.
"It’s almost time for class so I’ll be going."
My eyes flicked toward the clock above the mirror. Ten minutes.
"Wait..."
The word came out quickly. She stopped.
"Class starts in 10 minutes. I can’t believe I’m saying this but you’re the one who put me in this position."
I rubbed my temple slowly.
"I don’t use suppressants because water helps me when I go into heat."
Even saying the word heat made my body react.
"You being around me increases the heat."
My jaw clenched.
"Your fucking pheromones are always everywhere and I need to breathe."
Silence. Then she asked calmly.
"So you want me to stay away from you? Is that what you’re trying to say?"
"Yes."
The answer came immediately.
"I need to stay in a different class so I can be myself."
A few seconds passed.
"Okay."
She sounded like she had already decided.
"I’ll talk to the principal about it. Is that all?"
I hesitated. My body still felt warm. Too warm.
The heat crawling under my skin had not disappeared. It had only quieted.
"I want you to use those remaining ten minutes to suppress my heat."
I finally said.
"After that you can leave."
The moment I said that, a smile formed on her face like I had just said something to please her.
I saw it in the mirror. That stupid smile. My eyes narrowed slightly.
Fuck you, bitch. This is only for me, not you.
