Everyone has a secret. Porsha Harris had two: She's a werewolf, and is the number one leading cause of death in her small town of Oaks. Also, she's in a family business. One that includes: Guns, violence, and a little bit of Grand Theft Auto.
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Driving around for an hour before I parked in front of Daria and Liam's place I sighed. Pushing my head against the steering wheel, my eyes are closed shut. I don't want to go in,
Pushing the off button I get out of the car and lock it with my finger print, walking up the steps I un-lock the door with my key and see no one in sight. Strolling through the house till I reach the steps upstairs, I waste no time going to my room.
Opening the closet I lift the floor boards to showcase a huge safe underneath, huffing and puffing struggling for 20 minutes to get this thing out in the room I finally do it. Shedding my grey hair, I see my red hair in the reflection and it almost looked foreign to me.
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With one huff I place the thing on my shoulders as I slowly make it to the window, where I toss it over. It gained the attention of a few people in the house, but none bothered me as I happily went downstairs. "Porsha?"
Shit, "Daria." I say as I kept walking, closing the door behind me I jog over to the safe. I overheard the door open and close, I curse under my breath. The last thing I need right now is to see Daria. I'm still irrationally pissed off and I want to be alone with my safe. "What are you going? It's late,"
Her eyes connect to the safe, "Where are you going with that? Is it time? I thought we had a few more days." She came closer when I growled at her, I didn't care if she was Alpha. She wasn't my Alpha,
No one is anymore.
"Good night Daria." I say lugging the thing into my car and getting into the driver's seat, I don't bother waving back when I slam on the gas and screech down the street heading for the deepest part of the woods where it felt more like home than at the very home I was born in.
Driving and driving till I see the cabin veering off into the left I park the car in the distance, change into my wolf and rip the safe out of the car. Dragging it half-way till my ears pick up movement. Holding still my eyes scan around me for miles, I don't see anything. I kept dragging it along closer to the cabin.
There it is again, a sound somewhere. When I hear a dropping noise I know it can only be Ryder behind me. His scent was strong, his heart was racing, I think the last time we saw each other was the night I came back to face Ma about the baby.
We were curled up in the trees talking about how our life would've been if our daughter was still alive. All those plans about making our gangs one, our parenting style, how I would've been the first to apparently birth a Mortelli heir if I'm not mistaken.
Thinking back to our moment it was cute, warming my heart even. "What crazy shit are we gonna do tonight with that safe Mama? Gonna make me disappear or something?" Ryder jokes and I wanted to crack a smile, snap back at him, but there were no room for games.
"Not now Ryder I just found out my Ma passed away 6 fucking months ago, my best friend is head of the Slayer empire, she's knocked up by my damn brother, and is fucking engaged! And the least she can do.... I don't want to talk if that's okay with you." I continue pulling the thing along.
"Do you remember what I told you the last time we saw each other?" As his words echoed in my brain it un-locked vivid images of that night, us alone in the woods, when I told him the baby was no longer inside of me.
Watching Ryder shift into his human form I perk up and shed my fur to run into his arms as we roll around on the ground. I haven't laughed so hard from our silliness until he suddenly stops, pulling away from me as if I'm Mercury. "Are-what-can I even ask?"
"The baby is no longer inside my body," I whisper and that's when Ryder scoops me up in his arms and holds me as I cry. "I'm so sorry to put you through this Jazz." He whispers kissing my forehead nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck it felt rather different than what I'm use to from Ryder. He was touch and go, not feel and not let go.... if that makes sense. "Ryder why did you mark me as yours?"
He barely runs his hand over my stomach, "Because you became mine the second I purposely got you pregnant. Baby or not you are mine Jasmine Rochelle,"
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"You are sorry for putting me through hell, we thought we'd make okay parents to our daughter, and that you marked me because I was yours the second you planted your seed in me." I say after shrinking down to my red haired self, I was tired and sat on the safe.
"So how do you think I fucking felt when you fucking ran out on me like some bitch after fighting crazy bitches?!" I shoot him a death glare.
"Bitch did you forget that my own fucking brother died that day, a good friend of mine died too, and a boy I'd bleed a hundred times for rejected me for the 20th time or whatever. I needed to get out of here, I lost too much. I didn't think of bringing you with me. I should've because you are the only one who truly understands my struggle and how heavy this was weighing on my heart. Do you think I wasn't thinking about you every single fucking day and night?! Do you think I wasn't thinking of our daughter? Do you think I wasn't thinking of life here?"
He shakes his head, "Well you had me convinced. Look Jazz let's be honest the kid is dead, we have no reason to still be around each other. If you need me to leave you alone forever I will, just say the word."
Standing up I turn to the safe, spin the wheel, punch in a few codes, go through several locks before it un-locks. It was a horrible smell that seeped out when I opened it fully, "Ryder..." Dipping my hands through the mucus and placenta I gently pull out a fetus. Wrapping it in my jacket I walk over to the small stream to wash her clean.
Standing tall I turn to a scared shit less Ryder,
"Prince of the Mortelli Empire meet your daughter- our daughter Princess Sadie Rochelle Anastasia Vera Mortelli."
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A/N: Yes Porsha pulled her daughter from a safe, yes she's the same kid from when Ryder purposely got her pregnant. Yes it's confusing because having a Mortelli heir is very difficult and no woman has lived through the birth... how did Porsha? What the hell is happening? I know Porsha has a lot of explaining to do...
But just take a second to knowledge that Gang royalty Ryder and Jasmine Rochelle, legends in their town and around the world, have created an heir: Sadie Rochelle Anastasia Vera Mortelli.
