Rejected By The Alpha, Carrying His Secret Heir

Chapter 2

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Rejected By The Alpha, Carrying His Secret Heir

Ellene Millstein Werewolf

“I woke up reborn, my hands frantically searching my stomach to confirm my unborn pup was still alive. Not long after, my fated mate, Alpha Julian, walked into the bedroom. He asked me to temporarily give up my Luna crown and perform a fake rejection. He wanted to give my title to Elara, a traitor's daughter, just to save her from being cast out of the pack. In my past life, I hadn't even had the chance to tell him I was pregnant. I cried, begged, and eventually compromised to help him. But when Elara later faked her death in the snow to frame me, Julian went completely mad with guilt. He locked himself in his study, and when I tried to comfort him, he violently shoved me away. My back slammed into the stone fireplace, and I bled out on the floor, losing our baby. He didn't even stay to help me. He ran into the mountains to search for Elara's remains, leaving me to rot in misery until I died. I could never understand how a man's pity for a liar could completely destroy a sacred mate bond and his own flesh and blood. This time, looking at his guilty face, I didn't shed a single tear. "I, Aria, reject you, Julian, as my mate." The ancient words left my lips without a tremor, and I turned to pack my bags.”