Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates

Tasting 317

317–Not Even A Little Help

Nora:

I walked with my hand on my back, avoiding eye contact. Every time I passed through the hallways or left the mansion, everyone would stare and point at me, making fun of me and using me as a cautionary tale for their young ones.

“Will I be able to go to the hospital anytime soon?” I asked Mrs. Fishers while picking up flowers with her in the garden.

I was worried if they understood that I would need to visit a real doctor and give birth at a hospital.

“Huh? Why would you need to go to the hospital?” She acted as if she had no idea why a pregnant girl might want to visit a hospital. They hadn’t let me go for a single checkup, and I was worried about my baby. My belly had grown so large that it felt like I was carrying not an infant, but a full– grown adult.

I didn’t understand what was wrong with my body. There was so much movement, and it was an overwhelming amount. I was sure it was because I was carrying a powerful Alpha King’s child. But I was still worried about the health of the baby.

“I’m pregnant.” I reminded her.

“Oh, trust me, we all know that. You shouldn’t be so proudly announcing it to everyone, though,” she rolled her eyes at me and then threw the basket in my face so that she could rest while I finished her part of the chore.

317–Not Even A Little Help

“I will have to speak to Alpha Brody then.” Saying his name was no longer easy for me. He was another person who had let me down. I was never dating him, so he had no reason to be angry at me for carrying someone else’s child. And even if he wanted to kick me out of his life,

he had every right to do so, but he had no right to chain me with an anklet and restrict my freedom.

He had treated me so badly and forgotten about me in less than two months. I had never seen him look for me or heard that he had asked about me. His Beta would come just to remind me that I would be fighting rogues in the mountains and participating in paid combat. every week. There would be a huge audience betting on who would

win.

“You shouldn’t ruin his mood by appearing before him,” she said, closing her eyes as she lay under the sun to rest.

I noticed her phone lying beside her, and something told me I needed. to tell the brothers about my pregnancy immediately. There was no way I could give birth in this condition. My health was declining, and my baby was probably not doing well inside me.

With their help, I might at least get some assistance in the last month. of my pregnancy. I was sure they could help me now because I hadn’t been officially adopted by their father, and after cutting ties with me, they could easily tell their pack that they were no longer my Stepbrothers. They didn’t need to accept me or bring me back home, just inform Brody and convince him to take me to the hospital.

So, I stole her phone the moment I realized she had nodded off. I didn’t remember the phone numbers, but she had Alpha Ryker’s number saved in her contacts. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

I called him, but when he didn’t pick up, I decided to leave him a message.

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“Hello, I’m Nora. Ryker, I’m pregnant and in a very bad state. Brody is not very happy with me for some things, so he’s keeping me chained. I desperately need your help, even if you can give Brody one call and speak to him. With a heavy heart, I’m begging you to call him and tell him to take me to the hospital.”

I watched as the text was read almost immediately, and hope sparked in my heart. But his response came, shattering all my dreams.

Alpha Ryker: Not our baby, not our problem. You’re just trying to trap me by asking for my help and raising eyebrows at me. We’ve moved on, and you should too. Resolve this matter with your beloved boyfriend and don’t ever fucking approach any of us again. As for the hospital, give birth in the woods, you monster.

And that’s when I felt a little pain in my back that I had not felt before.