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Rejected by the Alpha: Carrying His Secret Heir

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 810    |    Released on: 29/07/2026

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rrored the storm in my mind. I drove back to the Holden estate on autopilot,

never had any close female friends in all the years I'd known him. And I was st

g, silent mansion and took a deep breath,

oyer. Her expression was carefully neutral. "Luna. Alpha

The place where he signed deals and made

runner. The heavy oak door to the study was closed, a formidabl

floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the darkened estate.

eld none of the warmth I had foolishly hoped fo

ice was hoarse. I tried to s

ked to his massive mahogany desk, pic

t. The cover was b

and brutal. DIVORCE AGREEMENT. The cold, pri

lood drained from my face

ere discussing a quarterly report. "It's exactly what it says, Arla. We're getting a

a bookshelf, saving me from collapsing. I looked at the man I had loved f

hisper. "I don't understand. I th

ried all day, now curdled into a sickening lump of de

e never 'okay,' Arla. This was a union based on mutual family inte

ld and formal, a pronouncement that

ackwood Pack, reject you, Arl

pertly slicing through three

I gripped the edge of the tabl

int frown creasing his brow. "... When your father died, you were t

idicu

The days we spent together, the nights we shared a bed, even this child gro

s circled in red ink. I had been so thrilled about the pregnancy that I ha

even picked our anniversary

my breath washed over me. Tears welled, hot and sti

wrist just in time to stop me from falling. His grip was like iron, his skin radiating a familiar, searing

pale. Are you

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Rejected by the Alpha: Carrying His Secret Heir
Rejected by the Alpha: Carrying His Secret Heir
“I waited at the private tarmac to surprise my husband of three years with my positive pregnancy test. But a sweet, feminine voice answered his phone, and when he finally came home, he handed me a divorce agreement on our third anniversary. He coldly announced that his childhood sweetheart, Kyla, had returned, and it was time to end our marriage. At his company, my major marketing project was snatched away and handed to Kyla. When I confronted the coworker who viciously insulted my late father, my husband stepped in. "Apologize. Now." He used his Alpha command to force my submission, then ordered me to personally manage Kyla's campaign, making me build her throne with my own hands. He even handed me a rare vinyl record I'd always wanted, only for Kyla to publicly humiliate me later. "Do you like the gift I gave you, Arla?" I was just a wolfless Omega, a pathetic placeholder who kept his bed warm while his true Luna was away. Three years of my devotion meant absolutely nothing, and I was left utterly destroyed, carrying a secret baby he didn't even give me the chance to reveal. But as I stood in the corner of their celebration banquet, watching them accept everyone's blessings, my hand rested on my flat stomach. The heartbreak faded, replaced by a cold, unshakeable resolve. This wasn't about love anymore; from now on, I would be the one making the rules.”