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I Hid His Heir from My Alpha

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 893    |    Released on: 15/01/2026

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stared into the dense treeline, the night air cooling the feverish heat radiating from my burnt arm. I had severed the Min

ing her like she was the most precious thing in the world

clearing shifted, coalescing into a towering fi

me

or cornering prey. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and suppressed vio

airs. His eyes were two chips of obsidian, devoid of warmth. "I h

t looked at him, feeling a strange, det

na of this Pack-in title, if not in co

that what I am? Or am I just the placeholder you

. He loomed over me, blocking out the stars. "Do not test my

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t absolute. Demetri froze, looking a

the sickness rattling in my chest. I took a breath, the n

ove her while I rot in your shadow." My voice gained strength, fueled by the

was terrifying. The forest

cold smile twisted his lips, terrifying in its lack of humor. He

ou think this is a fairy tale where you get to walk away? Your father sold your freedom f

s pricking my eyes despite m

"Is this about that pathetic scene with Chrissy? I

ent his skin touched mine, the spark-that cursed, electric jolt of the M

but in confusion. He pulled me closer, his eyes n

dizziness swaying th

o Alpha commander. He ignored my resistance, his hand moving to

d, panic beginning to claw a

, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Ad

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t Healer in the territory. If he examined me, if he ran even a basic sca

hile he pined for Isadora... he would take the baby. He wou

re from my throat,

ssandra the weak Omega; I was fighting as a mother. I clawed at his chest, my nail

in his arms like a wild animal. "I'm

to keep me from falling. He looked genuinely shocked by

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I Hid His Heir from My Alpha
I Hid His Heir from My Alpha
“For two years, I was the Alpha's secret wife, a duty he resented. But the positive pregnancy test in my hand was a miracle, a blessing from the Moon Goddess. This baby, our heir, was supposed to be the bridge that finally mended our broken mate bond. That night, he left without a word. I saw on a gossip site that he'd gone to pick up his ex-lover, Isadora. Reaching for him through our bond, I wasn't met with his usual coldness, but with her emotions bleeding through him-triumph and smug possession. The next morning, I went to his office, ready to tell him about our baby, believing our child could fix us. But I stopped when I heard him talking to our Pack Healer about me. The healer said I looked fragile, that he should care for his mate. My husband laughed. "You seem to care for her more than I do," Demetri said, his voice dripping with ice. "Do you want me to give her to you? Take her. She's of no use to me." My world shattered. I wasn't just unloved; I was a thing to be discarded. I looked down at the pregnancy report, the proof of the life inside me, and made a vow. He would never know about our child, and I would sever our bond myself.”