Rejected by the Alpha: Carrying His Secret Heir

Chapter 7

Word Count: 729 | Released on: 29/07/2026

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just spoke with Cassia's agent. There are no 'personal reas

berate movement. She was taller than me, and she u

. I am the Director of Public Relations. I decide who represents our bran

to be intimidated. "You went behind my back,

usement. "Damages? Oh, you are so naive. Did you really think this compan

like a punch to the gut. He was

ut him," I seethed,

re because he took a bullet for the old Alpha Holden once. A pity payment. You're a

inside m

force of my grief and rage, the crack of my pal

where five red finger marks were already blooming.

oment, the door

ay, his face a thundercloud. Behind him were two

im, a perfect damsel in distress. "Bryce! She's lost her mind! I

me. It was colder t

didn't ask for my side. He deliv

ogize

een struck by a hammer. He

my father,"

the unmistakable command of an Alpha. A primal pressure settled on me

r, standing there protecting the woman who had just ripped m

bitter acid in my throat. Then I s

o apologize to m

when he saw the resolve on my face, his furrowed

urned his attention to Brenda, his tone

e were standing on a podium. "Kyla has graciously agreed

It was alwa

this outcome. Then he looked back a

. You will personally see to it that Kyla receives the best of ev

way for his lover. To build h

I fought back the wave of nausea

ords were a clear, cold threat. "Don't do something you'll regret

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Rejected by the Alpha: Carrying His Secret Heir

Winnie Suchoff Werewolf

“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.”