Chloe's POV
"Why don't you want to go with me? Are you afraid that you would fall for my charm?" No matter how serious Tyler wanted to be sound he couldn't hide the playboy nature of him. He's been bugging me to go with him for the last hour but I am not sure if I should go with him. So I kept refusing him but he was adamant about what he wanted.
After coming out of that restaurant, Tyler kept asking about why I was in the first place. I didn't want to tell him the truth yet so I just told him that I left my pack.
"You are lost in your thoughts again. Are you thinking about escaping from me? Or are you planning something to seduce me?" Tyler started his flirting again.
"I wasn't thinking of any of them," I replied to him smiling. It was impossible to be sad around him. He can make any woman flip just with his charming smile.
"Then it's final you are coming with me. I know you won't be comfortable meeting my brother in this state, so we will go to a nearby hotel first," saying that he pulled me to his car. I had no other place to go so I accepted his decision. Only if he knew, that his brother alpha Tyson had already seen me leaving my pack.
Or maybe Alpha Tyson already forgot that he saw me before.
We went to a hotel that was close to their pack. I was surprised to see the hotel manager already waiting for us at the entrance.
"Welcome, alpha Tyler, the presidential suite is already prepared as your men instructed. I also asked our staff to arrange some new clothes for your girlfriend," the manager said in the last line eyeing me from top to bottom. Tyler snaked his arm around my waist and smiled at the manager. He closed our space when he lowered his voice to my ear, which sent a tingling sensation to my body. I couldn't reject him when he dragged me along with him toward the lift.
The way everyone was greeting him it was evident that he was a regular guest here. Tyler took me directly to the presidential suite his hand never left me. The suite was enormous and elegant. There was a trolley full of beautiful dresses hanging there in the middle of the room. Tyler directly took me to the washroom. He prepared the bathtub for me with warm water and bubbles.
"Take a warm shower you will feel better. I am waiting outside for you," I was amazed. I never knew he had a caring side too other than the playboy nature he shows to everyone. With a thud, he closed the bathroom behind him.
I got rid of my dirty torn clothes and dipped my body in the warm water of the bathtub. Only after washing myself, did I realize I hadn't brought any clothes to put on after showering. There was only a towel hanging on a hook so I wrapped the towel around my torso and came out of the bathroom.
Tyler was sitting on the couch outside waiting for me as he said. I was feeling so embarrassed standing in front of him only in a towel that reaches to my midthigh.
"I-I had nothing to wear so I came out to take a dress," I stuttered out of embarrassment.
I saw he was shocked to see me half naked and then there's something in his eyes, maybe lust?
"You are looking better in this towel than your dress at that party," He said with his signature flirty grin but I saw him blush and then avoid my gaze. What the hell, he was a playboy, right?
"Little did I know that you can be shy." I couldn't help but tease him. I felt regret when I saw there's amusement in his eyes after he heard what I said.
Then he started coming close to me. With his every step, my heartbeat was increasing and breaking any previous record.
"Wha-what are you doing."I stepped back under his gaze.
"What am I doing," he grinned, "I'll let you know."
He came so close to me that I was afraid he could hear the sound of my racing heart. "So, I'm shy to you?" He ran his finger from my exposed shoulder to my wrist and then pulled me along with him. I was so regretful to tease this devil.
Just when I was about to plead with him to let me go, he made me sit on the couch he had been sitting a few moments ago and left to open the closet. He came back in a minute with a first aid box with him.
"Your wound," He said, "needs to be taken care of." I felt so overwhelmed when I saw his caring eyes for me.
Tyler sat on the floor near my feet. He put some ointment on cotton and started applying it on my knee. He was looking so adorable that I forgot to breathe.
"Ouch," I came back to my senses with a stinging pain in my knee. I was so busy with my thoughts and my situation that I didn't realize I injured myself. Tyler started mending my other injuries in my hand and shoulder with so much care. For a moment I was wondering if he really is the playboy alpha everyone gossips around.
"You are lost again," he said while putting a band-aid on my shoulder. He was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my exposed neck. Suddenly I felt awkward about our intimacy. Tyler seemed to notice my awkwardness and sat back on the nearby couch.
"Put on some clothes from there or else I cannot guarantee my behavior," he said teasingly.
After wearing a simple white dress, I returned to the bedroom. A table was already set there with lots of food on top of it.
"Come, have a dinner date with me," Tyler insisted I have dinner with him. While eating he kept pressuring me to know the reason for my leaving my pack.
"Come on, I am curious, how can someone leave a bright future of being an alpha and become a rogue?" Tyler asked again. But I can't tell him the answer. What would I tell him? Tears started falling from my eyes as I shook my head in negative.
"You know everyone in my pack knows me as a playboy. Now that I will be going back there with you, I am sure they will be shocked and think that either you are my girlfriend or my mate," he teased me again to lift my mood. I wanted to laugh at his remark but suddenly I felt a churning in my belly. As if the baby wanted it father to know about its existence, so it was rebelling with me.
"I think my stomach is not well," I said to Tyler. I was feeling an urge to vomit. I rushed to the bathroom holding my belly. From there I could hear Tyler talking with the waiter to bring some medicine from me.
"I don't need any medicine, I will be okay after taking some rest," I said after coming from the washroom. I knew it was normal to vomit during pregnancy but didn't want to tell Tyler about it yet. Tyler nodded to me unconvincingly and left me alone to rest.
After Tyler left, I was drinking a mouthful of milk when the sour taste came again. I again vomited out everything I ate. My throat was burning due to vomiting. I couldn't control my emotions and felt like crying. Should I tell Tyler that he might be the father of my baby? But what if he's not the father and Tyson is? What if they took my baby away from me? No, I can't tell him about my pregnancy yet no matter how good he is with me, he is still that playboy alpha at the end of the day. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door and the next moment Tyler was standing there.
"Are you feeling sick? I heard you vomiting again," he asked me furrowing his brows. Damn, the werewolf's ears.
"No, I am perfectly fine. You might have heard some other noise and thought it was me," I lied to him with a fake smile. But the way he stared at me it was obvious that he knew I was lying to him.
Tyler was going to say something when his eyes became foggy as if someone mind-linked him. After a few moments, his eyes turned back to normal.
"Tyson mind-linked me to ask my whereabouts," he said with a mischievous grin.
"What did you tell him?" I asked him curiously.
"I told him that I found a woman with whom both of us had an intimate relationship and asked him not to fight with me for you," he replied nonchalantly making me nervous.
What will happen now? What if Tyson found out about my pregnancy?