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Rejected and Pregnant: A Werewolf's Tale of Romance

Chapter 5 Pregnancy Test

Word Count: 1109    |    Released on: 08/01/2024

the door open and his footsteps heading toward the bathroom. Still, I obe

py now?" Ethan's voice

mean?" I as

sed, his tone sharp and accusatory, t

yself seemed pointless; no matter how

ll okay," he continued, h

I was wrong. Another devastating

with an unprecedented seriousness, even asking Eliza to step

t to divorce you

ng on a clear day, a complete sh

late daily. Previously, Ethan had at least

my voice barely

plied, his voice emotionless. Despite his flat tone, I could see a h

lla. I recognize and appreciate that

the Alpha?" I asked, look

that I ensure her well-being," Ethan said, his wo

a. All Ethan talked about was Eliza - it

?" I asked, disb

rce today," he said, pushing a document acros

ll make sure you get a mon

dignity. How could I, his wife of one year, be so easily

. Without another word, I left the dining room tabl

like this?" I wondered aloud, heartb

as clear, and he was ad

Parker and Isabella Hart - formally printed. Ethan's si

in my room, thinking d

ly murmured to myself, "I

, I signed my name to the divor

walking toward his. Seizing the m

" I announced, holding out the

than's face, but he quickly composed h

e asked, looking

ly, my voice barely au

decided it would be best

nd myself sleeping peacefully that night,

or woke me from my slumber. Opening the doo

asked, confused by hi

e hospital," he informed me, his

something happened to Eliza,

I asked, see

nancy, miss," the driver re

pack. In fact, I was no longer a member of this pack. My status had been usurped by Eliza,

agreement and prepared

. However, I was under the constant surveillance of the

wn, feeling somewhat detached from the process. Th

y. It seemed that either the nurse had forgotten to r

," the driver's voice ca

y there and prepared to leave. After washing

which one is mine?" I asked aloud, realizin

driver shouted, his tone impatient and harsh. This man was very different fr

boxes, unsure if it was mine, and got out. I no

back. I can't afford to wait for a woman to c

eplied in a

the hierarchy of the pack, he was never someone I would have thought to ap

mixture of anxiety and detachment, and th

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