Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 175

Mila's

POV

My eyes raised to meet the gaze of the beta.

Richard is looking back at me. His gentle eyes were almost pleading. I had to avert my attention elsewhere.

For the short time that I have known him, I have nothing negative to say. Despite his gigantic height, he made no actions that made me fear him. Contrary to his position in the most powerful tribe in the werewolf community, he made no deed that made me afraid. He was very gentle with me from the start. he tried to be patient and understanding of my personality.

"Mila,"

I sighed.

The mere mention of my name in his lips made me feel weak. Yet, I craved for it.

I am not like this in the past. I am allergic to clingy guys. I am never clingy myself. I treated every man as they come. A night or two was enough for me to say good bye. Being in a relationship for me is an absolute no. It is a baggage. A weakness. A commitment means complication. A hindering factor to what I want to do.

My behavior at the moment has to do with my pregnancy. The baby is making me feel something that if I have any say about it, I would definitely cringe.

"Give us a chance."

I turned my back on him. I cannot meet his eyes. I would definite say something that I will regret later if I do. His doe eyes are very appealing and risky. Risky for me and my wavering decisions. Another sigh left my mouth.

The situation in the Full Moon Tribe entered my mind. The incident with the witch flooded my head together with the temporary disability that happened to Alpha Victor that almost made him lost his position as the leader of the tribe when his wolf disappeared. The members of the Full Moon Tribe abhorred witches. They detest the witches because of what they did to their alpha as well as to the children that has been hurt recently.

There is no way that the Full Moon Tribe will allow their beta to be involved with someone like me. I cannot change the fact that I am a witch. It was not also his fault that he was a shifter.

My musing halted when Richard grabbed my hand.

Its warmth brought comfort in my conflicting mind.

"Please, Mila."

A gasped exited my mouth when the memory of my childhood rushed in suddenly. Without meaning to, I pushed Richard's hand away.

I forced a smile as I met his eyes. I saw pain in there but I have to get hold of myself. There is no way that a witch like me will have a happy family life with him or anyone.

"I'm sorry, Beta Richard. There can never be an us."

His mouth opened but unable to form a coherent word. He closed it but tried to speak again but no word came out. Instead, sadness materialized on his handsome face. It was enough for me to know that I hurt him. Again.

"I am used to being single all my life. Being in a relationship will cage me. I am only here for fun. I'm sorry, Richard, if I led you on."

I did not wait for him to say anything. I turned away and left him in daze.

Personally, the words that I expressed also hurt me. I wanted to run to his arms and take it all back but my past stopped me. I did not want to have a repeat of what I experienced as a child.

My own child will not experience what I did.

In my confused state, I did not notice Grandma Anna walking in my direction. We collided.

"I'm sorry."

I apologized profusely to the older woman who was startled. She became unsteady for a moment when I bumped into her frail figure.

"It's alright, dear. I was also not looking." Grandma Anna said with a smile. "I was speaking with Lauren that I was not able to see you coming."

I nodded at the woman.

"I was telling Lauren about the present that I am about to give her." The older woman added. There was a hint of excitement in her voice. "Oh?" I muttered.

Only then I realized that Lauren was with her. My friend was looking at me with worries written all over her face.

"Everything alright?"

Instead of responding, I shook my head. I found myself inside the comforting arms of my long-time friend.

Grandma Anna seized my hand after a while. Understanding mirrored in her knowing eyes.

"Come with us, Mila. Join us as I show your friend the present that I have long been wanting to give her. It will take your mind off at some matters."

I nodded at the older woman. I will only sulk in my room if I did not join them. Eventually, the three of us headed to Grandma Anna's bedroom.

Like the rest of the bedrooms in the cabin, the older woman's room was very tidy and organized. I knew that Lauren got the habit from her.

Lauren and I sat at the edge of the well-made bed. I did not even remember if the bed I used last night was made before I left the room this morning. I was in haste when I saw Victor from the bedroom window when I heard Lauren leaving the room earlier. "I have been keeping this for a long time. I was supposed to give this to my daughter but was not given chance." I heard Grandma but her words only passed in my ears without comprehension.

My mind is still with the man I left in the garden. His wounded face was engraved into my heart.

When I heard Lauren exclaimed in delight, I turned to the older woman.

My eyes blinked at the dress that she was holding. It was gorgeous!

It was a below the knee chiffon long sleeve dress. It has a corset style top but the skirt was flowy. The sleeves puff a little that made the dress very elegant.

"It was for your mother, dear. I bought it for her wedding but she was unable to use it."

"But was so pretty, Grandma. How could mom waste such a beauty?"

Lauren approached Grandma Anna and touched the fabric of the dress. All the while, she was admiring it.

"I was told that your father already has a dress for her. That they have tailored the whole garb for both of them."

"But still..."

The old woman shushed Lauren. With fondness on her face, she spoke again.

"This is yours now, Lauren. I hope to see you in them when the time for your own wedding comes."

My friend covered her mouth in surprised. In her eyes reflected glee.

"Oh, my, Grandma! Are you sure?"

When the old woman nodded, Lauren immediately took hold of the white dress. She held it in front of her and stared at the outfit with admiration. "This is insane, Grandma! Is this really mine now?"

"Of course, dear."

Lauren embraced the dress. She made sure that she did it so gently not to crumpled the fabric.

"Thank you so much, Grandma. I really like this dress."

"You are welcome, child."

"This dress only needs to be dry cleaned and it will be so perfect. I already have the shoes to match." Lauren muttered to herself. "And- Oh, my!"

Both I and Grandma Anna turned to Lauren when she exclaimed again. We followed the direction where she was looking.

Her attention was on the closet where Grandma Anna took the dress out. The door of the closet was a little ajar that some of the clothes that were hung are on a display. Slowly, Lauren laid out the long sleeved, white dress on the bed before marching closer to the closet.

She opened the door wider. She took another white dress from it.

From afar, it seemed to be in the same length as the other white dress on top of the bed except that it has a different design on top. It was made in different fabric. "Mila, this will look great on you!"

"Huh?"

"Come on. Try this on. You can

wear this for the ceremony."

I was taken aback.

I am stunned at the suggestion but I am more astounded by the glee on my friend's voice.

"What?"