Lycan King’s Vengeful Mate

******Myra's POV******

"I'm pregnant." I echoed out loud, closing my eyes momentarily as I awaited his riposte. I could remember back then when he would tell me how much he loved pooches, especially now he became Alpha of the Wildwood Pack.

Minutes ticked by, yet he remained silent, not uttering a single word about my announcement. I glanced up, catching a glimpse of a frown etched on his face as he scrutinized me.

"Dorian…" I drawled, a frown making its way to my face as well, "Didn't you hear me?" I asked.

He scoffed, briefly looking away before locking eyes with me again, "Pregnant?" He polled, running a hand through his chestnut brown hair. "If you're carrying a child, go find the father. Why are you telling me?"

At those words, my hands fell limply to my sides. I blinked, unsure of what I heard.

What did he mean by going to find the father when the father was standing right before me?

"Dorian, you're the father of my child. You were the only one I was with, and you took my first time." As those words left my lips, my heart pounded in my chest, anxiously awaiting his response. But instead of the usual warmth in his eyes, I saw a cold distant gaze replace it.

"Myra, what are you talking about? I can't believe you're trying to pin this pregnancy on me. I refuse to accept another man's child as mine!" He spat out, his gaze filled with contempt directed at me.

"Dorian! I'm pregnant for you and no one else! You took my first time, you said you loved me and you loved pooches too!" My hands trembled as I watched his face, hoping this was all a joke and he was just joking around with me.

I waited for the laughter, the one that exhibited that he was just joking, but minutes passed and there was nothing.

"Sorry, but I can't accept that the child is mine. You'll need to find the real father. Do you realize how much this would damage my prestige, and that of my parents? I just became Alpha a few days ago, and you want to jeopardize my position with this news?" His words pierced through my heart, poisoning my soul with their venomous sting.

Each drop of denial turned my once hopeful heart into a heavy stone.

It was fretting to witness the man who had once sworn his love to me a year ago now reject the possibility of being the father of my unborn child. The poundage of his concern for his reputation and that of his parents crushed many remaining sliver of hope within me.

“But you're my mate..” I reminded him as tears stung my eyes.

He glared at me, “If that is the reason you want to impair my name and pin another man's child on me, then it's better we go our separate ways.”

“What? Dorian!” I yelled out, taking a step closer to him. He took a step backward from me as his glare amplified.

“Myra, what we had was just a fling, I expected you to be wise enough to know that I would never take an omega as my mate!” He yelled in my face and I bit down the tears threatening to spill from my eyes. Dorian wasn't about to leave me, was he? All these was a joke right?

He called me an omega. Well, I was an Omega, but he never mentioned this before, he never demoted me based on my position in the pack. So what happened now?

“But, you said you would make me your Luna…” my voice broke, my efforts in holding the tears becoming futile as fresh tears rolled down my face.

This wasn't happening, Dorian must be joking with me again, just like he always did in the past.

He chuckled, one that didn't reach his eyes as he watched me with an amused expression. “Take you as my Luna? That must be one hell of a pathetic joke. I never saw you as a friend nor will I see you as even my maid, you're nothing but a lowly omega who shouldn't be seen anywhere around stateliness like me.” He said in disdain. “Leave the Wildwood Pack and never come back, or else I would kill you and throw you into the forest to rot!” With that said, Dorian turned around to leave.

“Dorian please!” I yelled out again. Yes I was desperate. If Dorian left me now, It would be hard to survive. I would die!

My parents were dead and I had no one to turn to, except my best friend, Valencia, who was just a maid in the Wildwood Packhouse.

She literally couldn't do anything to Dorian, even if she wanted to.

“Please don't, don't do this to me… Please don't abandon me and your child, this child is really yours and we can confirm it at the alter of the moon goddess, please.” I begged, tears falling uncontrollably from my eyes as I held unto his hand hoping for a positive change in him. But Dorian pulled his hand away from my grip and pushed me away.

“Don't you ever touch me with those hands again, you should know this more that anyone else that a Powerful Alpha like myself shouldn't end up with an Omega! I can't end up with you.” He said, looking anywhere else but me.

I blinked at his words, both confused and surprised at the audacity.

“What about the promise you made to me? You said you would eventually make me your Luna since I was your fated mate. You said you would accept me and love me no matter my quality.” I reminded him, maybe he seemed to have forgotten his earlier words.

“Well, I did say all those words, but it was because I was blinded. I thought it would be alright to have an Omega as my Luna, but I was wrong. My parents would never accept this union and you would bring nothing but shame to me.”

“But I'm your mate!” I remarked again, more tears falling from my eyes.

I already felt numb from all the pains that came with every word he said to me.

“Yes, we're mates, but I'm sorry that I will have to reject you, I can't mate or marry you.” He sighed and I looked up at him in shock.

“No please, don't reject me..” I began to beg, crying even more as he looked away from me.

With coldness in his eyes and disregard, he said the dreaded words of rejection.

“I, Dorian Windsor, Alpha of Wildwood pack, hereby reject you, Myra Darkwood, as my mate.”

And that was all it took to destroy me completely.