My Husband And My Alpha
1. Nightmare

“You think you can just run!”

An exclamation sounded not far behind Clara. The woman ran as fast as she could, trying to avoid someone who was chasing her. That special aroma is pouring out. As long as he was in contact with Jasper, he knew one thing about how the Black Witcher fished out prey using that intoxicating smelling herb.

Clara hissing. He endured the extreme pain in the lower part of his stomach. Something felt pushing out from there. “Shortly, Son. Please, help me get to your father!” whispered.

The purple glint snatched, then shimmered astride. Like locking Clara's movements, a fence began to form. The woman hit a transparent wall until she fell. The pain in his stomach spread to his back and hips.

“Please, don't!”

A hooded man approached Clara. The long stick is directed directly at the distended stomach of Clara which is covered by the white dress. The woman looked towards her stomach and began to feel the turmoil there.

“A-what are you doing! Don't!”

Clara started to moan. Something felt began to flow down there, while one hand held onto the stomach and the other gripped the origin of something around it. The hooded figure paid no heed to Clara's cry. He continued to aim his wand until a purple ball enveloped the large belly and made something inside kick.

“No! Please, no!”

The pain cannot be endured. Clara groaned in pain with her entire body like numbness. A continuous kick was given from inside her stomach as if her baby was also in pain.

“No! Please!”

Clara screamed again. His voice echoed in the depths of the forest to make the birds fly

to sky. The woman squirmed, trying to endure the pain. However, in vain, the baby encouraged to immediately tear his bottom and break out. Moreover, the clear liquid mixed with blood and mucus has flowed soaked Clara's feet now.

“No, Son! Nay! Stop!”

The Black Witcher's laughter echoed, filling the forest sky. He looked at the woman in front of him

his eyes are glittering. “Death to you!”

Clara's eyes widened. She shook her head. “No! Jasper! Jasper!!”

***

Clara opened her eyes quickly. He hurriedly got up and flicked away his white blanket. Her pajamas are still

clean, so does the bed sheet. His stomach still looks swollen. Not so big because Clara just got the news of her pregnancy a month ago. It's only been a month, but the size of her stomach is already like a woman who is five months pregnant.

He sighed for a moment, then grabbed the phone on the nightstand next to his bed. His hand typed something until finally a call shocked him. Clara picked up the phone.

“You said we'll go today, ‘kan?” The voice of a man, made Clara carve a smile.

The woman got out of the bed and approached the window. His hand flicked the white curtains that covered

the rectangular blade found a man leaning against a parked car in front of Clara's house. The man waved his hand.

“I just woke up,” said Clara. “Please wait a few minutes—”

“How many minutes?”

“Ten minutes. Okay?”

The man gave a thumbs up, then turned off the call.

Clara immediately put her phone back on the nightstand. His hand grabbed the towel behind the door, then switched to the bathroom. A few minutes later, the woman had walked out of the house with a floral dress and a bag slung over her shoulders. He approached the bespectacled man who had been leaning on his car ever since.

“What's old?” ask Clara.

The man knelt down, then kissed Clara's distended stomach. “I can wait longer if this concerns

our son's business,” he said with a smile engraved on the corner of his lips.

“Jasper!” Clara bowed, telling her man to stand up. “Neighbors definitely saw!”

Jasper Owen, the black-haired man, took off his glasses. “Indeed why? Oh, it's true you

Clara clucked while twisting her eyeballs. He immediately took Jasper into the car. Owned private vehicle

the man drove for the next few seconds.

“Is the portal getting wide open?” ask Clara.

“Why are you asking like that?” reply Jasper. Sometimes he looked at the woman beside him. One

his hand that was not holding the steering wheel stretched out and gently stroked Clara's abdomen.

“I dream it again,” said Clara Lirih. Hazel's eyes looked ahead.

“Black Witcher?” Jasper. He saw Clara nod. “Is nightmare natural for

pregnant woman?”

Clara pulled a shoulder. “I don't know,” he replied. “That dream feels real and .. I'm scared.” She's staring

stomach, then stroked it slowly.

Jasper's speechless. He glanced at the woman who had become his wife. “Do you remember Lyra's message

at the time the ritual was performed?”

Jasper's question made Clara turn to the man. “At the time of our wedding?” He saw the man nod, then thought for a moment and cleared his throat. “I remember. Why?”

“After the wedding, then Black Witcher will be more intensively targeting you,” said Jasper without turning his head. Him

focus on the streets. “Moreover you are pregnant with our child.”

Clara fell silent. He remembered that he had returned to this world only as an ordinary human being and had no abilities whatsoever, even after his death due to an accident in the human world and brought him here. All of his life changed drastically, including the closer relationship between him and a man named Jasper Owen.

Jasper sighed. “Seals on your neck,” he said. “If it declines to our child, then it will be

great responsibility for the Immortals to protect you.”

Clara felt something behind her neck. Sometimes, something felt pulsating and hot in there. He could not see it except through the mirror. Clara knew that the owner of the phoenix-shaped seal was being targeted by the Black Witchers.

Meanwhile, the Black Witcher itself is a group of humans like Clara who live in dimensions. They could visit the human world and the Immortal world many times with his black magic ability. Actually, Clara also found out about the White Witcher with their pure magic, but the group was hard to trace.

According to Jasper, the owner of the phoenix seal has been the target of the Black Witchers. The blood of the owner of the seal will make those who drink it live in eternity. Clara herself did not know why she had the seal. He had it since he was born in the human world.

“Are you hungry?” ask Jasper, parse Clara's daydream.

Clara mutters. “What if we eat after inspection?” timpale.

Jasper. His blue eyes looked shiny, very rare for him who was a Werewolf race. The man fell silent, weighing something. “Well if that's what you want,” he replied with a smile with his hands ruffling Clara's hair with anxiety.

The woman put Jasper's hand away in annoyance. She looked at her handsome husband's face. Jawline

the firm one with a little beard hair and a mustache that was kept very short. A sharp nose and sharp eyes. Absolutely perfect. Until now, Clara had no idea why she loved Jasper so deeply.

Suddenly Jasper braked the car. Making Clara almost hit the dashboard. Lucky, Jasper's hands soon

it was right in front of the woman. Clara glares. He looked at Jasper.

“What's up?” tanyakanya.

Jasper didn't look. He pointed his chin forward, making Clara look in the same direction. Female

it's a saliva gulp.

A consecutive accident.

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