ROMANCE: BIKER ROMANCE: Valentine Biker (MC Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Valentine Romance Short Stories) (106 page)

"What's wrong?" she asked.

He moved the blanked she had wrapped around herself aside, and Hailey looked down to see her stomach had swollen to a gentile rise. She looked six months pregnant.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked fearfully. "We need to call an ambulance, something's wrong..." she was cut short when she felt something move inside her. She gasped.

Elias's expression was serious. "You're pregnant," he whispered.

"What?!" Hailey cried. "How is that possible?"

He ran his fingers through his hair and sat down. He looked pale.

"It's what happens when an Alpha finds his mate..." he whispered. "That's what Patrick was going to do to you..."

"So you knew this was going to happen?" Hailey asked enraged.

Elias looked up, aghast. "No!" he cried. "I mean, I knew I liked you. A lot. But..." he trailed off.

"But what?!" she cried.

"It's never happened like this before. I've been attracted to women... and, you know..." he said. "But this has never happened."

Hailey made an exasperated sound and sat down.

"What do we do?"

"You'll have to have it here," he answered.

"Here?! I can't! I need a hospital," Hailey cried.

"You can't. It will be born a bear," Elias whispered.

"Oh god," Hailey cried. She put her head in her hands and wept. She had never been so scared in her life.

Elias was on the phone talking to someone, and after a few minutes Hailey heard the roar of a motorcycle outside. Elias had made her a cup of tea and it sat steaming in front of her, untouched.

The door opened and Claudette walked in. She smiled at Hailey.

"Hi honey," she said.

"Claudette, I'm sorry for the other night," Hailey said.

Claudette waved her away. "It's not your fault sweetheart. Patrick was always finicky."

"Do you know where he is?" Elias asked, he was standing off to one side, looking worried.

"Quebec, somewhere," Claudette said. "I think he's been taken in by one of the MC's up there. For now. Unless you allow him back," she looked at Elias longingly.

Hailey looked at Elias, confused.

"I'm the Alpha now. I beat Patrick, so now the title is mine. As long as I can maintain it. And an Alpha needs an heir..." he trailed off and gestured toward Hailey.

Claudette explained that Hailey would be pregnant for four weeks, and labor would be just like having a human baby. However the baby would be born covered in a thin black layer of fur. She explained that Hailey would have to stay here, that her life was in danger now.

"Why?!" Hailey asked.

"It's a difficult time for the MC. When a new Alpha is in charge the group can become... volatile. It's easy for other members to challenge the new Alpha's authority," Elias explained.

"Why am I in danger?" Hailey asked.

"One of the most painful ways to hurt the Alpha is to take away the one thing in the world that would mean the most to him," Claudette explained.

"His baby," Hailey whispered. She covered her stomach protectively. She had only been pregnant for an hour, but already she felt a fierce maternal protection for this baby. For this cub.

"What do I have to do?" Hailey asked.

"Stay here," Elias replied. "I will protect you. Both of you," he said. Hailey looked him in the eye and saw a fierce loyalty there. She also saw something that she had never experienced in her life, love.

"Okay," she said after a moment. "I'll stay." She meant it. For once in her life she felt accepted, and loved. In the weeks to follow, Hailey experienced the most thrilling days of her life. Elias cared for her every needs, not allowing her to lift a finger as she carried their child. Her love for Elias grew more and more and she yearned to embrace their baby in her hands and show the cub all the love in the world. She promised herself that she would give the cub everything she longed for but never received in her childhood growing up in foster care. She finally had her happily ever after. Perfect in every way.

The End

Book 4: Michael’s Baby

Irina has never been to the United States until this very moment. She’d heard stories and seen pictures of ‘The Land of Opportunity’ but had not dare imagine stepping foot there. Irina has never even been outside of her little village in Russia. Even Moscow and St. Petersburg had been far away dreams for her. Now she was on a plane, on her way to one of the greatest countries in the world. Her heart was pounding and her eyes were wide as she looked down at the landing strip that was barely visible through the clouds. There were so many lights in New York City. Many more than there ever had been back home.

Her sparkling blue eyes were focused on what she could only assume was the Empire State Building. She didn’t have much of a reference as to what the Empire State Building looked like but that didn’t really matter. She thought she saw it and it made her heart flutter wildly in her chest. A grin spread across her face as she pressed her little turned up nose to the window, her long black hair falling over her shoulders.

Irina wasn't entirely sure why she was being flown to New York City. She was told there was a man there who wanted to marry her and Irina hadn't asked many questions beyond what his name was. Most women probably would have been concerned if their families tried to send them away to some foreign country but it was the way things were in Irina's village.

The summer before, her sister was sent away to live with a man in London and she'd sent Irina many letters telling her how happy she was. Irina's sister wasn't the first girl to be sent away, either. It was the way things had been for a very long time and the girls never thought to question it.

The tires of the plane hit the black top and Irina gasped, grabbing the wrist of the man sitting next to her. This was her first plane ride and every time it moved in a way that she felt abnormal, she'd all but thrown herself at the man who'd been lucky enough to get the seat beside her. He didn't mind the way her ample bosom pressed against him. No man would have been bothered by it. Irina was beautiful by anyone's standards. She had wide hips, and dangerous curves. Her breasts were full and round and so was her ass.

When the plane finally came to a complete stop, Irina grabbed her only piece of luggage out from the carry on bin overhead. The man that sat beside her helped her retrieve the bag and she thanked him, taking a deep breath as she exited the plane through the little tunnel that led to the airport.

She was now ready to meet her future husband.

Michael liked to think of himself as an average man but the truth of the matter was that he was far from an average man. Michael was over five hundred years old and could take the form of a bear at will. Most people didn’t know those things about him. What they did know was that he owned one of the biggest banks in the nation and had an uncanny ability to predict the stock market. Some had even accused him of being psychic.

He was a supernatural creature, for sure, but he was hardly psychic. He’d just been watching the patterns of the market for the last hundred years or so. When someone lived as long as Michael, there was a tendency to start to notice these patterns in everyday life.

Michael was a powerful man from a powerful lineage. His father was the leader of a great bear pack at one point and they controlled most of the area that would have eventually become known as New York. They were mighty warriors, feared by humans and shifters alike. The Native Americans had written stories about them and still passed those stories down to their children. They had once been feared and respected, but unfortunately for them they were now a dying breed.

Females in the shifter world were few and far between. It was rare for a female to come along and many that had were unable to have cubs. Because of this, their kind was dying out and facing a total extinction. Without females to mate with, there were no more cubs.

Michael heard a rumor that there was a small village in Russia where human women had the ability to have shifter cubs. They had originally been an ancient tribe who mated with the bear shifters to create a hybrid breed. The race was isolated near Siberia and their blood had been kept pure over time. The clan leaders were always willing to sell their women for the right price.

Desperation led Michael to seeking this clan out and paying a handsome sum for a suitable woman. He needed cubs to succeed him and to ensure that their race would continue on. Desperate times called for desperate measures.

Michael wasn’t sure as to who he was looking for. The people in the village hadn’t even sent him a picture to go off of. All he had was a name written on a sign in big block letters. He’d taken his time and written it in Russian and English.

His eyes searched the crowd, looking for anyone who might have stopped to look at his sign. That’s when he saw her. A short woman with sky blue eyes and midnight hair. Her skin was pale as the Russian tundra and when she walked over to him her smile lit up his soul. When she started to walk over to him he was surprised to find that he was actually a little nervous. Could this beautiful creature be his new wife?

“Hello. I am Irina. Are you Michael Chandler?”

He grinned and reached out to take her hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of it. “Why yes I am.”

*****

When Michael kissed the back of her hand, Irina felt her stomach flutter in the most delightful way. He was a dream come true, it seemed. She had no idea that this man paid good money for her and she had no idea why she was brought here. There were plenty of beautiful women from her country; what made her so special?

              He was handsome, to say the least. He was tall with broad shoulders and skin that was tan from years of enjoying time outside. His hair was jet black and his eyes were a strange grey color that she couldn’t quite place. They reminded her of the sky right before a big snow storm. His skin texture was smooth and he was clean shaven. She decided that she liked him very much already. He was the closest person she had to a friend her and he seemed kind and eager to welcome her to this strange world.

              “Did you have a good flight?”

              Irina lit up and she nodded quickly. “Oh, yes! I loved it!” She exclaimed, bouncing up and down a bit.

              When she bounced, Michael’s eyes couldn’t help but wander to her chest and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. She smelled good. Really good. Her scent reminded him of honeysuckles and it was absolutely intoxicating.

              Irina put her hand in front of his face and waved it back and forth slowly.

“Are you okay, Michael?” She asked, a little worried about the faraway look that had suddenly come over him.

              “Oh...Yes. I’m fine. My apologies. I was just thinking.” He said, offering her a smile and a hand.

              She blushed and chewed her lower lip, reaching out and taking the hand that had been offered to her. As Michael led her to the car she spoke up.

              “I..was not sure what to expect when I came here.” Irina admitted, looking up at him

              “What do you mean, Irina?”

              “They didn’t tell me anything about you. They didn’t tell me what you looked like or if you were a good person. They just told me I was going to live with my new husband.”

              Michael unlocked the car by the time she said this and he was now gazing at her over the door, frowning a little.

              “They didn’t tell you anything about me?” He asked, sounding a little skeptical.

              She shook her head and settled in the car, looking around with bright eyes. She’d never been in a car this fancy before. The entire dashboard was lit up and there was even a backup camera, which really seemed to impress Irina. They had cars in her village, of course, but they were all at least fifteen years old.

              Michael was a bit unsettled as he sat in the driver's seat and started to back up, suddenly concerned with how much the woman didn’t know about him. Did she even know why she was here? He glanced over at her and his heart sank a little. Irina seemed so eager but so lost.

              As they pulled out of the parking garage and smiled a little. “Have you ever been to New York?”

              Irina tucked some of her long black hair behind her ear and shook her head. “I’ve never been outside my village.” She explained, watching the tall buildings pass her by.

              “Oh...Well, we can’t go home without one of New York’s best food option” He said, turning onto one of the main streets.

              Irina’s eyes widened as they pulled out onto the bustling streets. The sun had already set and so the city was lit up. The tall buildings reached up to the night sky and the lights drowned out the stars. It was the one complaint Irina had about New York. She didn’t like that there were no stars.

              They drove until they came to a small stand that was advertising pizza. She read the sign and lit up.

              “Oh! I love pizza!” She exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

              They got out of the car together and walked over to the stand, each ordering a slice. They stood against one of the tall buildings to eat and Michael watched the pretty woman eat her food in a very controlled manner. It was almost as if she’d been trained.

              “Irina...I want you to tell me everything they told you about me.” He said, not even really sure who ‘they’ were.

              She looked thoughtful for a moment and then glanced over at him. He kept asking her that question and she felt like he was after something she wasn’t giving him.

              “They told me that you were my husband and you wanted a family.” She said, her words careful and over articulated.

              “That’s all?”

              “Yes...Am I not...Are my answers not satisfactory?” She asked, seeming almost scared.

              He held up a free hand and shook his head. “Not at all. I’m just trying to understand what you know and what you don’t know.” He said simply.

              She blinked at him, her long lashes nearly brushing her cheek every time.

“Is there something I should know?”

He smiled at her and put a hand on her shoulder. “You’ll understand everything in time.” He assured.

She looked at his hand for a moment and then up at him, smiling brightly and nodded, accepting his answer with ease.

It shocked him that this sweet girl didn’t seem to question anything about the situation. Then again, if the things he’d heard about this village were true, then she’d been brought up this way. Irina didn’t ask questions because she’d been taught not to ask questions. She was brought up to be the perfect wife. Do as you're told, don’t question your husband and care for your family. That was her lot in life and she’d accepted it because she didn’t know that she had any other option.

As that realization dawned on him, Michael couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for the girl. She was staring at him again, smiling and licking a bit of pizza sauce off her finger.

“Are we going home now?”

Michael nodded and went to the car, opening the door for her.

“Of course.”

*****

The drive back to Michael’s house was a long one. Irina stayed quiet for a long time, not speaking much until Michael invited her to talk. He started asking her questions about what her village had been like, trying to get a feel of what the woman knew of the world. When he learned she’d never been allowed out of her small village it shocked him. The men he’d talked to had assured them that their women were pure as the undriven snow and they weren’t lying.

              She wasn’t completely ignorant to the outside world. They had TV and computers and she’d grown up watching a lot of American TV and movies. It was her only real connection to the outside world and the elders hadn’t minded it since she was learning English. All the girls in the village were taught English since they were all probably going to end up with English speaking husbands.

Irina explained that she’d known what New York looked like but she’d just never seen anything like it in real life. She’d done some research on the city before she left Russia and she had many questions about Broadway and Harlem. She wanted to see Central Park and go to the Bronx Zoo.

Michael laughed a little and looked over at her. “We do go into the city, occasionally but we live in Albany.” He explained.

“Albany?”

“Yeah. It’s near Massachusetts.” He explained, turning down a country road.

“Why don’t you live in the city?” She asked, curiously.

“My family...we need space and living in the woods is preferable.” He said, looking over at her.

She blinked and cocked her head to the side. “Your family?”

“My sister and her baby live with me as well as...another woman named Reina.” He explained, clearing his throat.

“Another...Woman? Your...Wife?”

“No, Irina. You are my wife.” He reassured, smiling at her.

“Okay…” She said, sounding a bit nervous now. “Then who is Reina? To you?”

His and Reina’s relationship was hard to explain. They had been mates at one point in their lives but they’d never been able to reproduce. He loved her dearly but they needed someone like Irina who could have children. The fact that they’d been unable to have children and that Michael had been considering taking on another mate had put a strain on their relationship. Sex was about all they did together anymore. He could sense that Irina was nervous about Reina but decided to use the fact that he knew she would question him to his advantage.