REVENGE OF THE TEMPTED REJECTED MATE

"Congratulations, Miss Sophia, you're going to be a mother."

  The doctor’s words had been ringing in my ears ever since I came out of the hospital.

 The hand holding the test sheet was shaking slightly, and tears spilled from the corners of my eyes.

 I was going to be a mother, I thought to myself, and it was such a big surprise for me. As I caressed my stomach, a beatific feeling swelled in my heart. But at the thought of the child's father, half of the great joy devolved into worry.

As I was walking along the street, I started to sort out everything that had happened in the past month.

The child’s father…

Just a month ago I had been pronounced the mate of Carl Vincent Williams, the youngest Alpha in the history of werewolves. Young, handsome, and powerful, he could make the women of the entire pack go crazy for him with just one look. On the day I became his mate, the women of the entire pack looked at me with envy. Hell, even I thought I was the happiest and the luckiest woman in the world.

From the day I met Vincent at the age of ten, a seed had been planted in my heart. I was harkened back to that night eight years ago, the summer of the cicadas chirping and the cramped dark pit. I was ten years old. I was running around the mountain picking herbs for my grandfather as usual when I suddenly heard a faint cry for help. Following the sound, I found that a little boy had accidentally fallen into this pit and was on the verge of losing consciousness.

Thinking that I was agile and athletically inclined, courtesy of all that foraging I had done with Joyce, I jumped into the deep pit. I didn’t know what I had been thinking back then.

The boy must have been trapped in it for some time, for his voice was so weak and he could barely open his eyes. I fed him with some dry food and water, which I had with me, and half an hour later he finally woke up. The look in his eyes was fearsome.

After he finally recognized that I was just a little girl, the hostility in his eyes decreased. He introduced himself as Vincent and told me that he had been pushed by someone. Feigning indifference, he fixed his eyes on the rest of the food in my hand, but his gulp had told me all I needed to know, and so I handed them to him and smiled sweetly, saying, “You can have these, Vincent.”

The young Vincent was only twelve years old at that time, but he already had a tall and straight figure and outstanding appearance.

That was the first time I saw such a good-looking person. I was stunned unknowingly. When I came back to my senses, the young Vincent had finished his food and was asking my name.

“What’s your name?” he asked softly, “When I make it out of here, I will definitely repay you.”

“My name?” I hesitated. At that time, I didn’t know that Vincent was the son of the Alpha. Joyce had reminded me not to tell anyone my name, and I was afraid that Vincent was a bad person.

But just as I hesitated for a second, the soil on the wall began to loosen and dirt fell on both of our hair. Looking up, I saw that the narrow and cramped wall was collapsing, and a large rock was falling toward us!

I didn’t have time to hesitate; I hugged Vincent and blocked him under me. I didn’t think much about it at all, all I could think about was that Vincent had been down there for a long time, he was very weak now, and I wanted to protect him.