Chapter 2 You're Pregnant!

Serena cocked her head to the side slightly. Her mask was skewed slightly but still secured on her face. The man pinning her down was breathing heavily, his hot breath on her face. “What are you willing to give me?” he asked. Serena struggled against his grip. He released her, sitting back on his knees, eyes looking around the forest. “Everything okay?” Serena asked, sitting up. “I haven‘t been to this part of the forest in years,” he told her, rising to his feet and looking around at the treetops. Serena groaned, frustration settling into her stomach. “Come on.” He held his hand out to her. Serena took it and he pulled her into a standing position. Her companion led her deeper into the woods, but it wasn‘t long before they came across a treehouse sitting high in the branches. “Wow,” he muttered. “I used to play here all the time as a kid. I didn‘t know this thing was still standing.” He pulled his hand away from Serena‘s and headed to the tree where there were planks nailed in as a ladder to the treehouse. “You don‘t expect me to follow you up there, do you?” Serena asked when he started to climb. He laughed. “That is what I want for my reward,” he told her. Serena sighed, crossing her arms as he climbed higher. “Don‘t go back on your word now!” Rolling her eyes, Serena went to the tree and started to climb. She made it to the treehouse, nervous that the floor wasn‘t stable, but the man who she‘d followed was walking around easily enough. “This place seems pretty sturdy, being left alone here for years,” she commented. “I‘m sure some of the kids still play here,” he said. Serena stood up. The treehouse was small, but there was a window. She looked out, staring down at the ground. “Oh,” she muttered. “It is…high.” She backed away quickly. The guy chuckled again, catching her as she tried to step back. Her back hit his chest, and his hands glided down the front of her dress. “Haven’t you heard the saying ‘don’t look down?’” he joked, nudging her black hair aside with his nose and kissing her neck. Serena let out a sigh, tilting her head to give him more room. He planted kisses on her neck and shoulder, his hands finding the back of her dress. It was a real gown, laced up tight, but he didn’t hesitate as he started to loosen the ties. “Uh…um,” Serena stiffened in his hold. “Got any objections?” he asked, his fingers gently tracing her back as he opened the bodice. “No,” she breathed out. Her stomach flipped; her skin felt so hot that his touch was almost icy. He slid her sleeves down her arms. The alcohol still buzzed in her system, and the cool night air sent a shiver through her. The dress slipped from her hips, leaving her completely bare except for her mask. Facing him, Serena wrapped her arms around his neck, rising on her tiptoes to kiss him, her chest pressing against his silk shirt. With a satisfied grunt, he wrapped his hands around her hips, exploring her backside. She moaned, her hands diving for his shirt, yanking at the buttons. His lips moved against hers with intensity, and Serena closed her eyes, pushing his shirt off his shoulders with urgency. He grunted again, squeezing her backside. Next, Serena tackled his pants, pushing them down his hips. He lifted her up, making her wrap her legs around his waist. He pressed her back against the tree house wall, his lips trailing to her neck and throat. A growl left his lips as if he was frozen in what he was doing, and she could feel it in his movements. It wasn't long before he immediately grabbed her ass and started caressing it. Grabbing her ass and jerking her against him, cupping the back of her neck and her ass to hold her flush against him. His cock is thick behind his trouser, it's stiff, and it looks like it's ready for the possible battles to be faced. He forcefully kissed her, a passionate and intense kiss that left her gasping for air when he finally let go. He firmly grabbed her butt and lifted her. She quickly wrapped her legs around his waist so that she wouldn't fall from being lifted by him. She also slipped her hands around his neck. What is important to her is to feel the warmth and sensation that the man makes her feel. She leans down to kiss him, demanding his passion with her kiss. Their tongues clashed, and she moaned loudly as she savored the delicious taste of his mouth. Their kisses remained unbroken, mouths in constant motion, lips savoring each other, and their teeth playfully nipping. Their tongues intertwined and merged, creating a sensation that left them breathless. He continued to suck on her tongue with an insatiable hunger, as if he wanted to consume every ounce of passion she had to offer. She could feel the electricity coursing through every fiber of her being, intensifying with each passing second. She was on the verge of exploding, becoming more emotional and fiery. She clenched her hand around the waistband of his pants and, with a swift motion, pulled them down, exposing the broad head of his impressive cock. She couldn't help but be drawn to his readiness, wasting no time as she immediately knelt to satisfy her craving. She leaned forward and tasted the salty, springy-soft drop of clear semen on his tip, savoring the flavor as it exploded in her mouth. With a pop, he pulled away, leaving her mouth empty. As he crawled onto the bed, her heart raced in her chest. Nervousness consumed her, but the allure of his long, jutting cock swaying with each movement was irresistible. Slowly, he approached her, captivating her with his masculinity. “Damn. I want your touch. I long to taste your exquisite beauty," he whispered, his voice a low rumble. His hardness was scorching, like steel in her grasp, pulsating with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "Please..." she begged. His tongue swirled around her nipple with a tantalizing motion, leaving her breathless. Their eyes locked, creating an intense connection at that moment. "Are you wet for me?" "Yes," she whispered. "I can't hear you." "Yes," she said. "I'm fucking wet!” Serena moaned, feeling her companion‘s hard arousal seeking entrance. Succumbing to fatigue in the aftermath of their pleasure, Serena and the mysterious man collapsed on the floor of the treehouse, falling into slumber. Sunlight struck Serena‘s face, waking her. She groaned, throwing and arm over her eyes and accidentally striking a warm body beside her. Forgetting her headache and her sensitivity to light, Serena sat up quickly. She was still naked, and so was the man beside her. His blond wavy hair covered his face, and Serena quickly grabbed her dress and mask. Her hair was a mess, but she didn‘t have time to worry about that! Without even checking his face to see who he was, she descended the treehouse. “I can‘t believe I did that,” she muttered to herself as she walked back through the woods. She shook her head, mortified that she had gone so wild! “Rough night?” Santino teased her when she went back to the building the party had been held at. “Shut up!” she snapped. Santino stopped smiling at her. “Well, I‘ve got some news that will cheer you us,” he said, pulling an envelope out from behind his back. “Since when does our mail get sent here?” she asked, seeing her name on the envelop. Santino shrugged. “I guess dad had it driven here personally,” he said. “And you should see why.” Serena sighed, taking the envelope and ripping it open. Quickly, she scanned the contents of the letter, mouth dropping open as she did. “I got in!” she cried. “What?” Santino asked. “That is amazing! I knew you‘d get into medical school!” he hugged her fiercely, picking her up and swinging her around. Serena laughed, hugging her twin back. “This is everything I wanted!” she said with a smile, her eyes shining with hope and anticipation for the future. However, this joy became more complicated on the day of departure. Standing at the edge of the Star-seeking pack's territory, Serena took a deep breath and gazed at her familiar home, overwhelmed with a sense of desperation. She had grown up here, and this land held countless memories and emotions for her. Now, she had to say goodbye to it all and move to the distant human world to begin her five-year medical study. In that human academic world, she would no longer be the Alpha daughter of Starseeker. She would be a normal medical student, buried in heavy textbooks and lab work, striving to improve her medical skills and chasing her dream of becoming a doctor. That day, Serena sat in the waiting area of the school medical office, waiting for her examination report. She had lowered her head, her thoughts drifting, until the door of the infirmary was suddenly pushed open. "Who's Serena?" A serious-looking doctor emerged with a report, scanning the room blankly. "I am," Serena said, looking up with a hint of nervousness. "Come with me." The doctor spoke briefly, then turned and walked back to his office. Serena followed the doctor silently, her heart fluttering with unease. After sitting down, she was about to ask a question, but the doctor cut her off. "You're pregnant!"