Rejected By My Alpha, Claimed By My Crown

ra

ad just concluded my meeting with the Silver Moon envoy, a silent warrior who ha

ng on the velvet sofa as if it were her throne, one leg ca

ders have drawn up the documents," she said, her voice smooth as honey laced

morless laugh. "You s

re just dragging this out. What do you want? Money? A

rs tracing the embossed seal of the Bloodstone Pack. "You seem to have f

wavering for the first time.

me long ago. "During a mate's pregnancy, the male has no right to initiate a rejection. It is forbidde

ho knew only the law of survival, was ignorant of

the pen from the table. The ink flowed smoothly as I signed my name, Elara Silvermoon, on

. "There. He's all yo

e lunged at me. Her hand cracked across my face, the for

reamed. "You pathet

right where my belly was just beginning to swell. A blinding, searing pain shot through me. It felt like my insides w

h, Goddess

swift I almost missed it, she snatched her own pup from its bassinet in the corner, and

armed by the soft landing

g the crying baby into her arms. "My baby! My baby!"

ront door burst open. Damie

ing a shaking finger at me. "Elara pushed m

eaming child, and then to me, collapsed again

e. He didn't ask

ted out of the house, shouting for the Healer. He never even saw me slide to the floor