Alpha's Pregnant Luna

"Quinn, where are you? !" I heard my mate's voice barking as he was forcefully kicking open the door to every room in the house. He knew where I was, but yet, he found pleasure in searching for me first then pounding on me after claiming I was hiding from him. Who wouldn't hide from such a beast?

I wanted to tell him I was in our bedroom bathroom, but I couldn't find my voice as I was feeling very sick and distressed. I've been too weak to do things myself, and the alpha denied me access to any maid; I did my stuff myself. I don't have the strength to talk back at him, and I'm what he always calls me 'The good for nothing weak luna.' I need to make an effort at least for him to know I was about to come and meet him.

I managed to tie the towel around my chest in an attempt to go to him when he pushed the door open. The door hit me on the head, causing me to fall on the bathroom's wet tiles. The aching in my head increased, my stomach lurched painfully, I couldn't get myself to stand up anymore. I shivered more in dread than with cold, wrapping my hand weakly around my body.