Chapter 9 - Mira

The black cotton dress hugs my body tightly, and I admire how it gives the illusion of curves when I have clearly been starved all my life. It has been a week since my positive pregnancy result and Josef has informed me that Alpha Nikolaos would like to see me this evening.

My closet has been filled with clothing in all shapes and sizes according to my body type and how it will grow. From evening wear to comfort clothing and fuzzy slippers. The lush robes are a favorite of mine!

So, I decided to wear this dress to my meeting with the Alpha…not that I am much to look at, anyway.

Dull brown curls, dark brown eyes, and a body showing years of neglect. There’s nothing overly special about me, just the fact that I am carrying his child.

I am nervous, though, since he wants to speak with me. We haven’t seen each other since the night of my first heat and that mortification still burns hot in my chest. Thank Goddess that won’t be recurring, though.

As soon as I leave here, I’ll be on heat