Chapter 2The Alpha Only Loved My Voice

Molly POV

I stared at him, trying to find any trace of deception in those eyes.

But those eyes were filled with nothing but tenderness and love.

My frozen heart warmed slightly.

Clinging to that last bit of hope I shouldn't have had, I grabbed his hand and said softly, "I saw Amber today. She's recovered?"

Undisguised joy appeared on his face.

"Yes, she's recovered. There's an excellent healer in alpha King's pack who found records of that poisonous herb in the royal library and cured Amber."

I closed my eyes in pain, asking nothing more. "Congratulations... go take a shower."

"Okay."

He didn't notice my pain at all, just kissed my forehead.

Then stuffed an egg tart in my mouth and headed into the bathroom.

I reflexively took a bite, and the rich cheese flavor instantly exploded in my mouth.

I froze, quickly spitting it out.

How could he not remember I'm allergic to cheese?

When we first started dating, I accidentally ate cheese and was rushed to the hospital.

When I woke up, the healer joked:

"Try to comfort Ethan. He was so scared he nearly lost it."

After that, whenever we ate out, Ethan would remind the servers repeatedly: absolutely no cheese in the food.

The memory still tasted sweet, but right now my hands and feet were turning red, rashes spreading, itching unbearably.

I laughed bitterly, finding the medicine and about to swallow it when I suddenly remembered I was pregnant.

I was an Omega, different from those powerful werewolves.

I didn't have such strong physical constitution.

If I took the allergy medicine, I might miscarry.

My fingers trembled as I slowly put the medicine bottle down.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

He looked at me with concern.

Before I could speak, his phone suddenly rang.

After answering, the laziness on his face disappeared instantly, his tone becoming tense.

"Protect her. I'm coming right now."

He hurriedly changed clothes and walked to the door, then seemed to remember something and looked back at me.

"There's an urgent pack matter. I need to go check it out."

Then he reminded me, "Remember to eat your breakfast."

I casually pulled down my sleeves and asked quietly, "What flavor are the egg tarts?"

"Cheese. It's really popular lately. I waited in line forever."

His tone carried a hint of impatience, as if annoyed that I was asking too many questions.

I nodded, saying only, "Got it. Drive carefully."

Clutching his phone, he seemed to sense something wasn't right.

But before he could figure it out, the phone rang again and he left without looking back.

I watched his departing figure, my fingers trembling slightly.

Then I grabbed my mask, left the house, and followed him from a distance.

The car drove to a werewolf bar.

A figure in red threw herself into his arms.

He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. "Why didn't you tell me you were going to a bar? What if you ran into trouble?"

The woman, Amber, stood on tiptoe and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone but you touch me."

I watched him push her into the car and lock the door.

Then he cupped the back of her head and kissed her fiercely.

That kiss was deep and possessive, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Afterward, she shyly escaped from the car while he chased after her, his eyes full of affection.

I leaned against the wall as pain swept through my lower abdomen, making it impossible to stand straight.

The pain made me dry heave.

Only after they separated and walked into the bar did I slowly recover.

I took off the ring on my hand and casually tossed it into a storm drain. Then I turned and walked away with long strides.