I Rejected the Alpha and Hid His Baby

Huo Wuer

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The password to my husband's study wasn't our anniversary. It was his mistress's birthday. Inside, hidden under a stack of blueprints, I found a document titled "Transfer of Guardianship." It stated that upon birth, I would be stripped of all parental rights, and my baby would be raised by Kaleigh, the "Luna Designate." When I confronted Jacob, the Alpha of the Moonstone Pack, he didn't even flinch. "Kaleigh is wolfless and barren," he said coldly, sipping his whiskey. "She has the political connections to be Luna. You are just an Omega." "I am your wife!" I screamed. "You are an incubator," he corrected me. "Your genes are useful. Your status is not." He then tossed a key on the table. It was for a hidden condo. He told me that after they took my son, I could live there as his secret mistress for "stress relief." Kaleigh even mind-linked me, laughing as she called me a vessel, bragging that Jacob had never marked me because he was saving his bite for her. I realized then that running wasn't enough. To save my son, Aurelia Flynn had to cease to exist. I bought a vial of "The Widow's Kiss"-a poison that stops the heart for ten minutes-and lit a match. As the flames consumed our penthouse, I drank the poison and let the world believe the Alpha's rejected mate had committed suicide. Ten years later, deep in the mountains, Jacob stumbled into a clearing while inspecting land. He fell to his knees when he saw me, thinking he was seeing a ghost. "Aurelia? I buried you..." "You buried a memory," I said, my voice commanding him with a power he had never known I possessed. Then, a boy stepped out from behind me. He had Jacob's jawline, but his eyes were molten gold, and his aura was that of a legendary White Wolf. Jacob looked at the boy, trembling. "Is he... is he mine?" "He is mine," I replied, my eyes glowing. "You wanted a tool for your mistress. Instead, I raised the King who will strip you of everything."

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Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

The password to my husband's study wasn't our anniversary. It was his mistress's birthday.

Inside, hidden under a stack of blueprints, I found a document titled "Transfer of Guardianship."

It stated that upon birth, I would be stripped of all parental rights, and my baby would be raised by Kaleigh, the "Luna Designate."

When I confronted Jacob, the Alpha of the Moonstone Pack, he didn't even flinch.

"Kaleigh is wolfless and barren," he said coldly, sipping his whiskey. "She has the political connections to be Luna. You are just an Omega."

"I am your wife!" I screamed.

"You are an incubator," he corrected me. "Your genes are useful. Your status is not."

He then tossed a key on the table. It was for a hidden condo. He told me that after they took my son, I could live there as his secret mistress for "stress relief."

Kaleigh even mind-linked me, laughing as she called me a vessel, bragging that Jacob had never marked me because he was saving his bite for her.

I realized then that running wasn't enough. To save my son, Aurelia Flynn had to cease to exist.

I bought a vial of "The Widow's Kiss"-a poison that stops the heart for ten minutes-and lit a match.

As the flames consumed our penthouse, I drank the poison and let the world believe the Alpha's rejected mate had committed suicide.

Ten years later, deep in the mountains, Jacob stumbled into a clearing while inspecting land.

He fell to his knees when he saw me, thinking he was seeing a ghost.

"Aurelia? I buried you..."

"You buried a memory," I said, my voice commanding him with a power he had never known I possessed.

Then, a boy stepped out from behind me. He had Jacob's jawline, but his eyes were molten gold, and his aura was that of a legendary White Wolf.

Jacob looked at the boy, trembling. "Is he... is he mine?"

"He is mine," I replied, my eyes glowing. "You wanted a tool for your mistress. Instead, I raised the King who will strip you of everything."

Chapter 1

Aurelia POV:

The biometric scanner on the heavy oak door beeped green. It was a small, pathetic victory. The password was not my birthday, nor was it our anniversary. It was hers.

0-8-2-4. August 24th. Kaleigh's birthday.

I stepped into Jacob's study. The room smelled of old paper and the expensive cigars he smoked when he was stressed about the Moonstone Pack's stocks. As the Alpha, Jacob ran our pack like a Fortune 500 company. Sentimentality was a weakness he had bred out of himself long ago.

*My hands weren't just trembling; they were sweating against the leather of my sketchbook.* I was not supposed to be here. An Omega, even the Alpha's wife, had no business in the center of pack politics. But the whispers among the servants had been too loud to ignore. *Whispers about "restructuring" and "assets."*

I found the file under a stack of blueprints-blueprints I had drawn, but which now bore Kaleigh Bradford's signature.

"Draft: Transfer of Lineage and Guardianship," the title read.

I opened it. The legal jargon was dense, but the meaning was sharp enough to slice through my heart.

*Clause 4: Upon the birth of the offspring, the biological mother, Aurelia Flynn, will relinquish all parental rights.*

*Clause 5: The offspring will be legally adopted and raised by the Pack Luna designate, Kaleigh Bradford.*

*Clause 6: Following the birth, Aurelia Flynn's residency within the Moonstone territory will be revoked.*

I stopped breathing. The air in the room felt suddenly thin. I wasn't his wife. I wasn't his mate. I was an incubator. A vessel to provide an heir for a woman whose womb was as empty as her soul.

The sound of the front door slamming downstairs made me jump.

"Jacob?" Kaleigh's voice drifted up, sweet and cloying. "Are you sure she's out?"

"She went to the market," Jacob's deep baritone replied. The sound of his voice usually made my inner wolf wag her tail. Today, she whimpered. "We have time."

I didn't have time to put the file back. The heavy footsteps were already on the stairs. I clutched the paper to my chest, my knuckles turning white.

The door swung open.

Jacob filled the doorway. He was over six feet of raw muscle and dominance, radiating the power of an Alpha in his prime. But as he stepped closer, the scent hit me.

Usually, he smelled of rain and deep earth-a scent that was supposed to be my sanctuary. But today, it was choked by the artificial stench of vanilla and roses. Kaleigh's perfume. It clung to his shirt. It was on his skin.

His eyes, the color of cold steel, narrowed as they landed on the file in my hands.

"What are you doing in here, Aurelia?" His voice was calm, dangerous.

"Is this real?" I held up the paper. My voice shook, but I forced the words out. "You're going to take my baby? You're going to give him to her?"

Jacob didn't flinch. He didn't look guilty. He walked over to the mini-bar and poured himself a drink.

"It is a pack necessity," he said, taking a sip. "Kaleigh is the daughter of a Beta. She has the political connections we need to expand into the northern territories. She is fit to be Luna. You are... an architect."

"I am your wife!" I screamed. "I am the mother of your child!"

"You are an Omega," he corrected me coldly. "Your genes are useful. Your status is not."

He set the glass down. The air in the room suddenly grew heavy, like gravity had increased tenfold.

"Put the paper down, Aurelia."

He used the Alpha's Command.

It was a power unique to pack leaders. When used on lower-ranking wolves, it compelled absolute obedience. My knees buckled. My wolf, terrified by the Alpha's authority, urged me to submit, to drop the paper, to bare my neck.

But then, something strange happened.

Deep in my blood, beneath the fear and the Omega instincts, a spark ignited. It felt ancient. It felt cold and white, like moonlight on snow.

My fingers tightened around the file. I did not drop it.

Jacob's eyes widened slightly. He felt the resistance.

"I said," he growled, stepping closer, the pressure intensifying, "put it down."

"No."

The word tore from my throat. It hurt to defy him, physically hurt, but I stood my ground.

"I want a divorce," I said. "I want to leave the pack."

Jacob laughed. It was a cruel, dry sound. "Leave? And go where? You'll be a Rogue. A lone wolf with a newborn? You won't last a week. The hunters will skin you, or other packs will enslave you."

"Better a slave to a stranger than a broodmare to you," I spat.

I turned and ran. The Alpha's Command had stunned him just enough-he hadn't expected an Omega to have the spine to resist. I slipped past him and bolted down the stairs.

I drove blindly, tears blurring my vision, until I reached the pack hospital.

I sat in the cold waiting room, my hand on my stomach. I couldn't bring a child into this. If I gave birth, they would take him. They would turn him into a weapon like his father.

"Mrs. Dickerson?" The doctor called me by Jacob's name. I flinched.

I walked into the examination room. "I want to terminate the pregnancy," I whispered.

The doctor, a gray-haired Beta, looked at me with pity. "Aurelia, you are six months along. And... pack law forbids it without the Alpha's consent."

"It's my body!"

"It's the Alpha's heir," the lawyer in the corner said. I hadn't even noticed him. He was one of Jacob's fixers. "And under Section 12 of the Pack Code, pack assets cannot be destroyed. The fetus is a pack asset."

I lay on the exam table, staring at the ceiling, feeling trapped in a nightmare.

Suddenly, a soft ripple moved through my mind.

*Mama.*

It wasn't a voice. It was a feeling. A tiny, golden thread of a Mind-Link, fragile and new. It was fear, and love, and a desperate plea for life.

My hands flew to my belly. The baby. He was already strong enough to link. That shouldn't be possible for months.

*Mama. Safe.*

The tears fell hot and fast down my cheeks. This wasn't Jacob's heir. This wasn't a pack asset. This was my son.

I sat up, wiping my face. The lawyer looked at me expectantly.

"I changed my mind," I said, my voice hollow but steady. "I'm going home."

I would not kill my son. But I would not let Jacob have him either.