Pregnant And Rejected: The Omega He Cast Aside
My hands trembled as I smoothed my dress, waiting for Alpha Arthur to return. He had survived the transplant. I thought our Fated bond would finally be sealed.
But when the heavy doors swung open, the warmth I expected was gone.
Arthur walked in clutching another woman, Diana. He looked at me like I was a stain on the rug.
"The Moon Goddess played a trick," he sneered, his eyes glazed with a chemical devotion. "My donor's blood chooses her. The blood bond overrides some archaic fate."
He didn't just reject me; he made me a servant in my own home. When Diana framed me for breaking a ring, Arthur didn't hesitate. He ordered the Silver Whip.
"Arthur, please! I'm pregnant!" I screamed, shielding my stomach.
"Stop lying to save your skin," he spat.
He lashed me ten times with wolfsbane-dipped leather. I lay in the snow, feeling the warm blood of my miscarriage soak the ground, while he walked away to comfort his mistress.
He killed his own son for a lie.
That night, I signed my rejection in blood and vanished into the darkness.
Five months later, I returned. Not as a weak Omega, but as the legendary White Wolf, holding the hand of the most powerful Alpha in the region.
Arthur fell to his knees in the mud when he saw me, weeping. "I'll do anything. I'll give up the title."
I looked down at him coldly and handed him the whip.
"Ten lashes," I whispered. "For the baby you killed."
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Chapter 4
Ella POV:
Beep. Beep.
I woke up to the white ceiling of the Pack Hospital.
"She's awake," Dr. Evans said.
"How?" I croaked.
"Patrol found you. Hypothermia. Silver toxicity." He paused. "Ella... you're pregnant. Four weeks."
The world tilted. A pup. Arthur's pup.
This was the trump card. No Alpha rejects his own blood.
"Give me the phone!"
I dialed.
"What?" Arthur's voice. Impatient.
"Arthur, don't hang up. I have news. Big news."
"I'm busy. Diana is having nightmares because of your attack."
"Arthur, listen! I'm pre—"
"Arthur?" Diana's voice, fake and groggy. "Is that her? I'm scared..."
"Shh," Arthur soothed her. Then to me: "Stop calling. You're lucky I let the patrol bring you in."
Click.
My cell phone buzzed. Unknown number.
A photo. Arthur in wolf form, sleeping. Diana's hand on his fur.
Caption: He doesn't want your mongrel. He told me so.
She knew.
"Dr. Evans," I said, voice hardening. "When can I leave?"
"Ella... your grandmother, Hertha. She heard you were missing. Her car... brakes failed on the ice. She's in the ICU."
I ripped the IV out. "Take me to her."
"We can't do much," Evans admitted, looking at the floor. "All the Senior Healers are gone."
"Where?"
"Alpha Arthur summoned them to the penthouse. Diana said she felt faint."
My vision turned red.
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I had never uttered a single word of complaint.
That changed on the anniversary of our son's death, when he showed up at the memorial art exhibition I had organized for our boy, with that woman and her child in tow.
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