His Unwanted Wolfless Mate's Secret Pregnancy

I was the wolfless, arranged mate to Alpha Kain of the Blackwood Pack. The positive pregnancy test in my hand was a miracle, the only hope I had left to salvage our freezing marriage. But when I went to share the wonderful news, he coldly slid a *Dissolution of Union Agreement* across the table. His ex-girlfriend, Galilea, the "true Luna," had returned. Overnight, my world was destroyed. Kain paraded her around the pack, suffocating me with her scent, and forced me to hand over my hard-earned career campaigns to her as a welcome gift. My packmates mocked my wolfless existence, even twisting my father's heroic death into a cheap transaction. But the most devastating blow came when I tentatively asked Kain what he would do if we had a child. "I would not allow a pup born from a bond I intend to sever to see the light of day." He would kill his own flesh and blood just to wipe the slate clean for her. The sacred mate-bond designed by the Moon Goddess meant absolutely nothing to him but a disposable debt. I was paralyzed by the injustice, terrified for the tiny, condemned life growing inside my womb. Staring at the man who was supposed to be my soul's other half, my bleeding heart finally turned to cold ash. I swallowed my secret, walked into his office, and calmly asked when the rejection would be finalized. I needed to run.

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Seraphina POV

The bathroom door clicked open, spilling a sliver of pale light across the dark bedroom before plunging us back into shadows. I kept my eyes squeezed shut, my breathing shallow and measured, pretending to be asleep.

The mattress dipped heavily behind me. Kain’s massive frame settled onto the bed, radiating a blistering heat that I usually craved. Tonight, however, that heat felt like a threat.

A heavy, calloused hand slid over my hip, his long fingers splaying across my waist. Even through the silk of my nightgown, his touch sent a violent jolt of electricity straight to my core. His inner wolf, Rage, was restless. I could feel the subtle tremor in Kain's hand, a silent plea for comfort. My own scent—*Night-blooming Cereus*—was naturally drawing his wolf in, trying to soothe the frayed edges of his drunken exhaustion.

But as he leaned closer, his face burying into the crook of my neck, the suffocating stench of tuberose hit me again. It was woven into his skin, masking his natural pine scent.

My stomach violently heaved. The mate-bond flared with a sickening, agonizing sting. He was touching me with hands that had just been on *her*.

Instinct took over. A fierce, protective urge for the tiny life growing inside my womb surged through my veins. I couldn't let this toxic energy near my baby. I couldn't let him touch me while reeking of another she-wolf's claim.

I violently shoved his hand away, jerking my body forward and curling into a tight, defensive ball at the very edge of the mattress.

Kain froze. The silence in the room became absolute, heavy with unspoken words. For a agonizing second, I waited for him to ask what was wrong, to explain the scent, to fight for us.

Instead, a low, guttural growl vibrated in his chest—a sound caught somewhere between deep frustration and wounded pride. He didn't try to touch me again. The mattress shifted as he rolled over, turning his broad back to me.

The fragile thread connecting us snapped in the dark. I pressed a trembling hand over my mouth to muffle my sobs, mourning the secret I had planned to share.

The next morning, the sprawling living room felt more like a sterile corporate lobby than a home. The monochromatic gray and white decor offered no comfort.

Kain was already sitting on the massive white leather sofa when I came downstairs. He was dressed in a crisp, tailored suit, his jaw clenched, his eyes devoid of the vulnerability from the night before. He looked every inch the ruthless Alpha of the Blackwood Pack.

I paused at the bottom of the stairs, my hand subconsciously resting over my flat stomach. *This is it,* I told myself. *The baby will change everything. He just needs to know he's going to be a father.*

Taking a deep breath, I walked over to him.

"Kain, I have something wonderful to tell you," I said, my voice trembling slightly with a desperate, fragile hope.

He didn't even blink. His icy gaze met mine, shutting me down instantly. "I have something to say first."

He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a thick stack of papers, sliding them across the glass coffee table toward me. The bold, black letters at the top of the page made my blood run cold.

*Dissolution of Union Agreement.*

"What is this?" I whispered, the air leaving my lungs.

"It's over, Sera," Kain said, his voice entirely stripped of emotion. "I'm initiating the Rejection. My pack lawyers have already drafted the terms. You will be well compensated."

The room started to spin. The words echoed in my head, tearing at the mate-bond until I felt physically sick. He was throwing me away. He was throwing *us* away.

"But... we are mates..." I choked out, tears finally spilling over my lashes. I desperately wanted to scream that I was carrying his heir, that we were a family.

Before the secret could leave my lips, Kain delivered the final, fatal blow.

"Galilea's returned."

The name struck me like a silver bullet to the chest. My jaw snapped shut. The baby secret died instantly on my tongue, turning to ash.

It wasn't about our arranged mating. It wasn't about my lack of a wolf. It was about *her*. She was the tuberose scent. She was the reason he was willing to defy the Moon Goddess and tear our souls apart.

My wonderful news suddenly felt like a cruel, twisted joke. Numbness washed over me, freezing the tears on my cheeks. With a hollow chest and a shattered soul, I slowly reached out and picked up the cold, heavy document.

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After eight years in a cold marriage, I watched my husband, Damian, run past me during a raging fire. He ignored my screams, his only focus on saving another woman. That night, he coldly admitted he never loved me. Our entire marriage was just a business deal he was forced into. But his betrayal didn't end there. His mistress, Aida, framed my innocent younger brother for a crime he didn't commit. Damian believed her lies without question. He stood by as she had my brother murdered in his hospital bed. He even forced me to crawl over broken glass to apologize for "upsetting" her. The final blow came when he threatened me with my mother' s heirloom box, not knowing it held my brother' s ashes. He had taken everything from me-my love, my family, my dignity. He thought he had broken me. But he only forged me into a weapon. Now, I'm back. And as the new majority shareholder of his company, I'm here to make him pay for every last sin.

Modern Mystery Romance

8.0

He Promised Forever, Then Left Me

8.0

After the crash that killed my parents and stole my voice, my childhood friend Josiah swore he would be my voice. For years, I believed him, my silent world revolving around the boy who pulled me from the wreckage. I was even relearning to speak, just for him. Then I overheard the truth. To his friends, I was just the "town tragedy girl," a burden he was tired of carrying. The cruelty didn't stop. He let his new girlfriend publicly humiliate me, and when she faked an injury, he forced me to my knees to apologize in front of everyone. The final betrayal came during a storm. He abandoned me in the woods, deaf without my hearing aids, leaving me to face the same terror that shattered my life years ago. He chose her. He broke his promise. He broke me. So I left. I found my own voice, my own strength. Three years later, I returned for my first art exhibition, and when I saw his face in the crowd, I knew he was about to hear everything he'd forced me to keep silent.

Modern Mystery Romance

7.2

Her Revenge: A Castle from Ashes

7.2

Allie Patterson poured fifteen years into her husband Grayson’s tech startup, living in a cramped San Jose apartment. Every penny, every late night coding session, was for their shared future, built on his constant claims the company struggled, always on the verge of its big break. Then, a grant deed arrived: a stunning $4.2 million Atherton villa, paid in full, listing Grayson and an unknown Kacey Schmidt as joint tenants. Her coffee mug shattered as Allie’s world imploded. Driving to the mansion, she found Kacey in silk pajamas, flaunting a massive pink diamond and, beneath it, Grayson’s grandmother’s heirloom ring – the one he’d tearfully claimed to have lost years ago. Kacey purred, "He's in the shower. We were so tired last night." The words were a serrated knife, twisting, confirming years of lies. Humiliation and rage burned out, leaving a terrifying, absolute silence. All her sacrifice and trust were a cruel, elaborate joke, orchestrated by the man she loved. Allie calmly took photos, then gave herself one minute in her beat-up car to mourn. When it passed, her tears stopped, replaced by cold, calculated murder in her eyes. She typed a text to Grayson: "Come home early tonight. I have a surprise for you."

Action Modern Mystery

8.3

Revenge Is A Daughter's Sweetest Dish

8.3

The first time I died, it was from a cancer my mother couldn' t afford. My father, who had left us for his wealthy mistress, refused to pay for my treatment. In a desperate attempt to save me, my mother tried to sell her kidney on the black market. She was scammed and left to die in an alley. She died of an infection a week before I finally succumbed to the cancer, alone in a hospital bed. I' ll never forget him telling my begging mother that his new family had expenses, handing her a few hundred dollars as if she were trash. Then, I opened my eyes. I was fourteen again, healthy, watching the divorce happen all over again. My father looked at me, expecting me to choose my mother. "Blake," he said, "you' ll have to choose who you want to live with." I remembered the hunger, the cold, and my mother' s broken body. I met her tear-filled eyes, my own heart shattering. "I choose Dad."

Action Modern Mystery

9.4

Snow Falls on the Silent Lonely Mountain

9.4

Adventure Fantasy Mystery

7.0

The Hidden Luna

7.0

Lira has spent her entire life at the bottom of the pack hierarchy. Found abandoned near the borders of the Silver Crest Pack as a child, she grew up as an omega-unwanted, unseen, and constantly reminded that she doesn't belong. At nineteen, she still hasn't shifted into a wolf, making her the weakest member of a world where strength is everything. To the pack, she is nothing. Just the girl who cleans the floors. Just the omega everyone forgets. But what no one knows is that Lira carries a secret buried deep within her soul. A secret even she doesn't remember. Years ago, the Moon Goddess blessed a child with extraordinary power-power so rare and dangerous that it had to be sealed away to keep her safe. Hidden among wolves who would never suspect the truth, that child grew up believing she was ordinary. Until fate finally catches up with her. Alpha Kael of the powerful Nightfall Pack has waited years for his fated mate. Strong, respected, and feared across the territories, he refuses to claim any Luna except the one chosen for him by the Moon Goddess. But when he finally finds her during the Full Moon Gathering, the bond shocks everyone. Because his mate... Is the weak omega no one wants. As enemies begin to stir and secrets from the past slowly unravel, Lira will discover that the power sleeping inside her was never meant to stay hidden forever. And when the truth awakens, the omega they once mocked may become something far more dangerous- A Luna blessed by the moon itself.

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