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Inheritance

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MILLIE’S POV

The cream-colored envelope sat on the coffee table like a live grenade. We had gathered in the living room—Braham, Callie, Renan, and me—but the air felt tight, suffocating. Upstairs, Leo was asleep, the only innocent thing left in this house.

My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Every time I looked at my mother’s elegant script, I saw the four-year-old version of myself, oblivious and crying in a hospital chair while the woman I loved most in the world was writing her final goodbye.

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  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Beneath the defiled bed

    BRAHAM’S POVThe master bedroom was a testament to Raphael Harvey’s cowardice and Sabrina’s ego.The walls had been repainted a soft, sickly cream, and the heavy velvet curtains that June had loved according to the little Millie could remember were gone, replaced by light, airy silks. It was a room designed to forget the dead. As I stepped over the threshold, the scent of the room hit my wolf senses like a physical blow—Raphael’s lingering scent of expensive tobacco and fear, mixed with the cloying, synthetic musk Sabrina used to mask her true nature.They had slept here. They had celebrated here while June’s daughter grew up down the hall, oblivious to the blood on the sheets.Millie was already in the ensuite bathroom, her sneakers walking frantically on the marble as she tapped on the tiles. "Help me search, Braham! The key said bedroom, it has to be here!"Renan who got here earlier stood by the door, his eyes scanning the room with tactical detachment. "We’ve searched the walls,

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    The ghost in the study

    MILLIE’S POVThe silence in our bedroom was suffocating. It was the kind of heavy, pressurized quiet that made my ears ring.I sat on the edge of the mattress, the "last letter" from my mother clutched in my hands. Beside it, spread out like pieces of a broken mirror, were the older files we had recovered months ago—her first letter and the warnings from her friends Eleanor and Margaret. I stared at them until the words began to swim."Something happened to her mind, Braham," I whispered, my voice sounding brittle and thin. "In these first letters from early 2004, she was a detective. She was tracking Sabrina’s movements, noting the amounts she gave her, and documenting the affair with Raphael. She was so close to casting them out. She was sharp. She was sure."I smoothed the last letter with a trembling thumb, my heart aching for the woman who wrote it."But in this one... the one she wrote right before she died at St. Catherine’s... she sounded like she was second-guessing her own s

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Inheritance

    MILLIE’S POVThe cream-colored envelope sat on the coffee table like a live grenade. We had gathered in the living room—Braham, Callie, Renan, and me—but the air felt tight, suffocating. Upstairs, Leo was asleep, the only innocent thing left in this house.My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Every time I looked at my mother’s elegant script, I saw the four-year-old version of myself, oblivious and crying in a hospital chair while the woman I loved most in the world was writing her final goodbye."I can't," I whispered, the words catching in my dry throat. I pushed the stationery toward Braham. "I can't read it. If I look at the ink, I’ll see her dying. Please."Braham didn't hesitate. He sat beside me, his large, warm hand covering mine for a second before he picked up the pages. His voice was deep, a steady anchor in the storm of my mind, as he began to read her words aloud.“My dearest Millie-Rose...”As Braham read about her love for me, a sob escaped my throat that I couldn’t choke ba

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Mother’s last words

    JUNE’S POVMay 17th, 2004 St. Catherine’s Medical CenterMy hands trembled as I tried to hold the pen steady. The simple act of writing had become nearly impossible—my body was failing, shutting down piece by piece, and I knew I didn't have much time left.But I had to do this. For Millie.The private room was quiet except for the steady beep of monitors tracking my deteriorating vitals. Raphael had just left to take Millie home for the night. My sweet baby girl, only four years old, had cried herself to sleep in the chair beside my bed earlier. She didn't understand why Mommy couldn't come home. Why Mommy kept getting weaker.I didn't understand either. Not fully. But I had my suspicions, and I needed to make sure Millie knew the truth when she was old enough to handle it.I pulled out the cream-colored stationery I’d asked Edna to bring me—one of the few things I could still trust in this place. Edna, my night nurse, had been a godsend these past weeks. Kind, competent, and most im

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    June’s family secret

    MILLIE'S POV The Correctional Facility looked even more depressing in January than it was the last time I visited my dad. Gray concrete walls. Chain-link fences topped with razor wire. Guard towers looming against an overcast sky. Everything about the place radiated bleakness and regret. Braham pulled into the visitor parking lot and cut the engine. "You sure about this?" "No. But I'm doing it anyway. He’d been begging to see me before Martha’s tragedy so I think I should visit him now instead of waiting for Martha to wake up first." We'd left Leo with Callie and Renan, telling him we had boring grown-up errands. Christmas had been perfect—Leo's joy at his presents, the proposal that had surprised me even though I'd suspected something, the warmth of family. But my father's letters had sat in my drawer the entire time, waiting. And finally, I'd decided I needed answers before I could truly move forward. We went through security—metal detectors, bag checks, IDs verified.

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Consequences of silence

    MILLIE'S POVI wore sunglasses, a baseball cap pulled low, and one of Braham's oversized hoodies. Not exactly a sophisticated disguise, but enough to avoid immediate recognition in a hospital hallway.The media circus outside County General was worse than I'd imagined. News vans, cameras, reporters doing live shots. All waiting for an update on Martha Harvey, the pregnant woman driven to attempt suicide by her cruel, wealthy stepsister.I slipped through a side entrance Callie had found, taking service elevators to avoid the main floors.Martha was in a private room on the fourth floor, a guard posted outside her door. He recognized me despite the disguise—pack member, probably—and nodded me through without comment.The room was dim, curtains drawn against the afternoon sun. And there she was.Martha, pale and still, hooked up to monitors that beeped steadily. IV lines. Oxygen. The hospital gown making her look younger, more vulnerable. Her pregnant belly visible even under the thin b

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Backlash

    MILLIE'S POVI was having the best day I'd had since New Year’s Day.The paternity results had vindicated us completely. The agency restructuring was going smoothly. Leo had asked if we could start planning the wedding "for real this time" at breakfast. Everything felt like it was finally settling

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    The breaking point

    MARTHA'S POVThe news played on repeat in the prison common room. I couldn't escape it."Braham Gothan has been conclusively proven to be the biological father of three-year-old Lionel Harvey. Genetic testing shows 99.9999% probability of paternity, effectively ending the scandal that has plagued t

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Vindication

    BRAHAM'S POVThe genetic test results were due today. The lab had promised them by noon, delivered directly to the Council and to our legal team simultaneously.It was 10:47 AM, and something felt wrong."You're pacing," Renan observed from where he sat on my office couch. "The results will prove w

  • PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET    Reclaiming legacy

    MILLIE'S POVThree days after the scandal broke, I was done being defensive.I'd spent seventy-two hours reading vicious comments, watching my reputation get shredded, waiting for test results that would prove what I already knew. Watching my engagement turn into tabloid fodder.I was done reacting

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