Abandoned While Pregnant, Claimed by the Alpha
On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Ashley was ready to reveal a secret to her husband-
She was pregnant.
But moments after their passionate intimacy, her Alpha coldly delivered the blow-he wanted a divorce.
His fated mate had returned.
Stripped of her wolf spirit, abandoned by the pack, and carrying his child, Ashley was cast aside like a disposable Omega.
Just as she prepared to leave alone-
The boy she had once rejected had now risen as the most formidable Alpha King. The possessive hunger in his gaze sent shivers through her-did she dare face him? Was this vengeance, or something more? But did she even have a choice?
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Chapter 1
Ashley's POV
"Are you serious? Vicki?!" I covered my mouth in shock.
I was sitting in the office of the pack hospital, still unable to believe the answer I had just heard from Vicki.
"Yes, Ashley. You're pregnant. Unless you don't trust me as a doctor." My best friend Vicki hugged me tightly and said it with full certainty.
I shook my head, and I could no longer hold back my tears. Goddess knew how badly I had wanted this to happen.
As an Omega chosen to be the Luna of a pack, I was like a common girl chosen to be a princess. We all knew it was not easy. Especially since I was an Omega orphan who had lost her own pack. The only reason I became that lucky girl was because my father had been close friends with the former Alpha of the Blackwood pack.
When my father died in a rogue attack, Alpha Brian came to my small pack and brought me here. He followed my father's last wish and marked me as the Luna of the Blackwood pack.
I knew our marriage was not love. It was an act of kindness.
For the past three years, I had tried hard to become the Luna his pack needed-and the partner he never asked for but badly needed. I hosted ceremonies, managed the clinic, settled fights, protected the pups, and stood by his side at every pack meeting. At the same time, I secretly used my talent in art to help the pack make more money. Every time I wanted to tell Brian about my work, he always had to leave in a hurry because of pack business.
Because of that, our pack rose smoothly to become the second strongest pack on the East Coast. But then something terrible happened-I never got pregnant.
Even though I had proved that an Omega could also be a good Luna, the fact that I had no child seemed to erase everything.
Every time I walked through the pack hall, I could hear the members whispering.
"A weak Omega. She can't even get pregnant."
"I bet Alpha will announce a new Luna soon."
Brian had never defended me in public. That was why their words scared me. I was afraid Brian really would take away my Luna title for the sake of an heir. But I was not worried about the title itself. Over the past three years, my need for him had only grown stronger. I wanted to be his lover, not just his political partner.
Thinking of this, I said goodbye to Vicki at once. I could not wait to tell Brian.
I touched my flat stomach. I believed Brian would finally fall in love with me.
But when I arrived at the pack office, I heard a woman's voice from inside. I stood outside the door, and that familiar voice almost stopped my heart.
"Brian. I know I shouldn't have come back." Silvia's voice sounded weak and full of pain. "But I. I don't want to die with regrets."
Silvia. The woman who had existed before I came to the Blackwood pack. Brian's real fated mate. Three years ago, she protected Brian from a deadly rogue attack. Her heart and wolf spirit were badly hurt. Then she suddenly disappeared.
"Don't talk about dying." Brian's voice was softer than I had ever heard in three years. "What did the healer say? Is there really no other way?"
"My wolf spirit is too badly damaged," Silvia sobbed softly. "When I saved you that day, the rogue's claws did not just hurt my heart. They tore my wolf spirit apart too. Brian, I only have half a year left."
I heard a chair move, and I could imagine Brian standing up to comfort her. My heart felt like it was being cut open.
"I have regretted it every day for the past three years," Silvia continued. "I should have stayed. I should have become your Luna and given you an heir. But I was too scared. I was scared you would be disappointed if you saw how weak I had become."
"Silvia." Brian's voice choked. "It was my fault. If I had pushed harder back then, if I had not let my father's last wish tie me down."
"No, Brian. It was not your fault." Silvia's voice became even weaker. "I know Ashley is a good girl. I know you kept your promise to her father. But. I really want to know what it feels like to be your real wife, even if it is only for half a year."
Something broke inside my chest. I held the report tightly. The paper that proved I was pregnant now felt like a cruel joke.
"I'll handle this," Brian said firmly. "Ashley will understand. She knows our marriage was only. only a promise I had to keep."
"I don't want to hurt her, Brian," Silvia said. "I don't need the Luna title. I just want. to register our marriage with the council."
"I know," Brian cut her off. "And the Luna position should have been yours from the start."
A temporary replacement.
Those words stabbed into my heart like a knife. So in his eyes, my three years of hard work, everything I had done for this pack, and all my love for him meant nothing.
I heard footsteps coming toward the door. I tried to leave in a panic, but the report slipped from my shaking hand and fell to the floor with a clear sound.
The door opened at once. Brian stood there. His face changed from surprise to the cold look I knew too well.
"How much did you hear?"
I looked at him, the man I had loved for three years. Then I looked at Silvia behind him, pale and weak, but still beautiful.
I bit my lip and touched my stomach again.
"Everything."
"Good. Then I don't need to waste time telling you." Brian's voice was cold.
"Don't you want to hear my answer?" I looked at him stubbornly. When I saw the disgust in his eyes, my heart started to shrink back. But then I thought of my child. In the pack, children born outside a proper bond were always looked down on.
"I refuse your decision," I said firmly.
Brian's face changed from shock to deeper coldness. Being refused in front of Silvia clearly made him angry.
"You are so disappointing, Ashley." His voice was full of anger he had held back for a long time. "I know what you are worried about. You have no pack to protect you, so you are afraid of losing this comfortable life, right? I can give you an unlimited card right now. If you cannot even show this much kindness, then you are hopeless. You are cold, selfish, and unreasonable. You do not deserve anyone's love."
His words hit me like a whip, but what came next was even crueler.
"This is why your father died. Because he had a weak, useless, selfish daughter like you. You could not protect him at all, so when the rogues attacked, he had to fight alone."
My mind went blank. How could he say that? My father was killed by rogues. Brian knew I had almost broken down after my father died. He was the one who suddenly appeared and took me to the Blackwood pack.
Back then, he held me in his arms and said, "You will be my Luna. The Luna of Blackwood, one of the strongest packs on the East Coast. No one will bully you again."
I once looked at his side profile and his handsome jaw, and I felt like I had found a reason to keep living. I thought that was the beginning of my happiness. Now I understood. His kindness had only been a favor.
It felt like the floor had disappeared under my feet.
"I agree to the divorce," I heard myself say. My voice was so calm it scared me. "No. I want to reject your mark." Only by fully rejecting the mark could werewolves truly separate.
Anger flashed in Brian's eyes.
"Enough. Are you trying to make me feel guilty by rejecting my mark? I won't let you win. This is the final decision."
After saying that, he helped Silvia leave.
I could not hold myself up anymore. I slid down against the cold cabinet door and collapsed onto the floor.
It was so funny. I thought tonight would be the moment Brian finally fell in love with me. Instead, it became the most shameful moment of my life.
Tears fell again. My heart felt like it had broken into thousands of pieces. My whole body shook as I placed my hand on my stomach again. There was a tiny life inside me. I remembered what Vicki had said at the hospital.
"Ashley, you do not have a wolf spirit. Strong emotions can affect the baby's safety."
I could not break down. I would never accept Brian's ridiculous demand. I was fully able to raise my child by myself.
Brian thought I was a parasite living off the pack. But in truth, every dollar I spent came from my own art work. The money I had saved over the past three years was enough for my child and me to live a decent life.
Since Brian wanted Silvia, I would leave the pack with my child.
"Baby, don't be afraid," I said, gently touching my stomach. My voice shook, but it was firm. "Mommy will protect you, no matter what. We don't need anyone's pity."
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7.7
My fiancé always told me he loved me. But not long after our engagement, I woke up suffocating in the dark.
He was pressing a pillow over my face, his eyes cold and dead, while my half-sister stood by watching with fake pity.
They had orchestrated everything just to steal my trust fund.
It all started with a massive hotel scandal. They had drugged me, thrown a cheap escort into my bed, and brought a mob of paparazzi to ruin my reputation.
When my fiancé broke through the crowd, playing the heartbroken victim, he knelt down with a massive diamond ring.
"I know things have been hard, but I love you. If you come home with me, I will forgive all of this."
In my past life, I cried tears of gratitude and let him slide that ring onto my finger.
That ring sealed my death warrant. I lost my company, my dignity, and eventually, my life.
Until my lungs burned and my heart stopped, I didn't understand.
How could the people I trusted most plot my murder so ruthlessly?
Why did they have to tear my entire life apart?
Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning of the hotel scandal, exactly one year ago.
But the man lying bare-backed in my bed wasn't a random escort.
It was Johnathan Chase, my family's biggest corporate rival and the most ruthless predator on Wall Street.
Listening to the paparazzi pounding on the door, I smiled coldly.
8.6
In my past life, the Cerberus strain leaked, turning the world into a blood-soaked hell of rotting flesh and mutated monsters.
I thought my boyfriend Declan and my best friend Hailee would have my back as we fled the quarantine zone.
Instead, when the surging crowd of the infected cornered us, they didn't hesitate.
They shoved me backward into the horde just to buy themselves three seconds to run.
As I fell into the mud, I saw them fleeing without a single backward glance.
"She's dead weight anyway!" Hailee screamed.
"Just keep running, she'll distract them!" Declan yelled back.
I was torn apart, feeling the agonizing tear of rotting teeth sinking into my neck and the hot spray of my own blood.
Before the apocalypse, my greedy uncle had locked away my ten-million-dollar trust fund, leaving me with nothing but a fake boyfriend who only wanted me for my money.
Until my last breath, I couldn't understand how the people I loved most could trade my life for a head start.
Why did I blindly trust them? Why didn't I see through their perfectly choreographed lies?
Opening my eyes again, the stench of decaying flesh vanished, replaced by the sterile smell of my college dorm room.
Hailee and Declan were standing over my bed, faking tears of concern over my meningitis fever.
I was back exactly seven days before the world ended, and my spatial vault ability had come back with me.
This time, I'm extorting my uncle for every cent, hoarding the city's supplies, and leaving them all to rot.
7.3
Clara came home from a fourteen-hour board meeting to the sound of a piercing scream in the playroom.
When she rushed in, she found her husband, Chadwick, kneeling on the floor in a panic.
But he wasn't looking at their five-year-old son, Leo, who had a massive bleeding welt on his forehead.
Instead, Chadwick was trembling as he held the nanny's daughter, Autumn, who barely had a microscopic scratch.
"She needs ice. And antibacterial ointment," Chadwick snapped, carrying the nanny's daughter away and leaving his bleeding son behind.
From that moment, the nightmare only escalated.
Chadwick ordered Clara to cook a three-hour meal for the nanny's kid, threw away Leo's favorite toys because Autumn sneezed, and even secretly took the nanny and her daughter on Leo's promised Disney trip.
The final humiliation came at the Met Gala.
Right before their sponsor speech, Chadwick received a frantic call from the nanny claiming Autumn was having a panic attack.
He abandoned Clara in front of hundreds of flashing cameras, sprinting out of the ballroom.
Clara stood completely alone, the humiliation eating through her veins like acid.
She couldn't understand how a father could call the nanny's kid his "little princess" while watching his own son cry.
Why was he treating his own flesh and blood like garbage just to play savior to another woman's child?
Suddenly, the blinding camera flashes were blocked by a massive shadow.
Erasmo Chase, the heir to New York's largest financial dynasty, stepped out of the darkness and shielded her.
"A man like that is unworthy of your grief, Ms. Best," he whispered, pressing a silk handkerchief into her trembling hand.
Looking at the sharp profile of the powerful man beside her, Clara's shock hardened into a lethal, cold fury.
She was going to dump her family's shares, crash the board, and make Chadwick lose absolutely everything.
7.5
Kaitlyn Barton POV:
After three years building my family's hotel empire abroad, I came home to New York, expecting a warm embrace from my childhood fiancé, Edwin.
Instead, he greeted me with a warning. He told me to be gentle with his new girlfriend, Kacy, painting me as a villain before I even knew her name.
At my own welcome-home party, he let her stage a dramatic fall and then publicly blamed me for it, his eyes burning with a hatred I'd never seen.
He cradled her in his arms as if she were a fragile doll I had broken.
"Happy now, Kaitlyn?" he snarled, shattering twenty years of our shared history in front of everyone we knew.
In his eyes, I was no longer his love, but a monster he needed to protect his new flame from.
As he stormed out, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Everett Rowe, the man who had quietly loved me for five years.
"If you are truly ready, I will marry you. Right now. Just say the word."
My fingers moved on their own.
"Yes," I typed. "I'll marry you."
The moment I stepped back onto New York soil, a city I had once shared completely with Edwin, he greeted me not with a hug, but with a warning about his new girlfriend, painting me as the villain before I even knew her name. Three years abroad, cultivating my family's hotel empire, had prepared me for many business battles, but nothing for the cold, calculated betrayal that awaited me at home. He had replaced me, and then twisted our shared history, turning me into the aggressor he now needed protection from. This was not the reunion I had envisioned, nor the Edwin I remembered. My heart, which had swelled with anticipation, now froze into a solid block of ice.
8.2
In our beast world, females are treated as nothing more than precious breeding stock to keep the pack strong. As the pack's best Mender, I spent all my time focusing on my healing herbs, completely ignoring my maturity ritual.
But tonight, the blind pack elder grabbed my wrist and delivered a chilling ultimatum.
If I don't choose my mates by the next Full Moon, the Council of Elders will force a match and assign them to me.
The threat is already suffocating. Arrogant, elite warriors like Caleb Quinn are pacing outside my door like starving wolves, stalking my porch and using pack business to corner me. At home, the reality of multiple mates is even worse. My mother has two mates—my father, the strongest Alpha, and my cold, intellectual step-father. Their toxic, murderous jealousy turns our house into a daily war zone. They literally unleash suffocating killing intent on innocent cubs just for hugging my mother.
I am disgusted by this sick, possessive obsession. I refuse to let my life become a battlefield of jealous males fighting over who gets to guard my door, and I absolutely refuse to be forced into a harem by the Elders.
So, I made a declaration that shocked my entire family and broke every pack tradition.
"I will only ever take one mate."
And to make sure none of those predatory warriors can touch me, I set an impossible trap.
"Whoever wants me must defeat my father first."
8.8
"I loved you with all my heart, but you betrayed me, cheating with me on her? Really?" Vionne Wallace said bitterly to her husband.
"Sign it! We are getting a divorce, I've come to realize Nora is the one for me. You can't even bore a child, barren woman." He said sharply, his void devoid of emotions
He could tell it all, he was in love with Nora, my own step sister.
Lene Wallace, was a fashion designer and also business administrator, she got married to the love of her life, Harrison Worthington
Just after 3 years of marriage, she couldn't give birth and the marriage started crashing, he cheated on her with Nora.
With a broken heart, she drank to stupor and had a one night stand with a powerful billionaire.
When her father found out, he was in support of Harrison and Nora, while he disowned her, giving everything he had to Nora.
She found out there was more to the one night stand man, when they met again.
He was her father's best friend
The one night stand was not just powerful, he had a connecting relationship with her father and her ex husband, he will get married to her and help her defeat them.
Will they come to fall in love? Or will she go back to her ex husband after this?