Amber POV
I was getting increasingly fed up, as I leaned over the toilet bowl and retched, vomiting the meager contents of my stomach into it. Urgh it tasted disgusting and I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and then sat back on my haunches thinking to myself. I hadn't seen, nor heard from Alpha Rowan since the first date incident and it was becoming blatantly clear, that he was either hiding himself away or just plain ignoring me. Neither was making me very happy. I flushed the toilet and then rinsed my mouth with water, before brushing them profusely. I knew I needed to come clean, but it was impossible to tell the man I was pregnant if I never saw him. As for that damn perfume, I was never going to wear it again. Not when it seemed to evoke such a strange reaction in him. To be
