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Rosalie whimpers as Mateo grabbed her by the arm before yanking her out of the bathroom, “Let. Go. Of. Me!” She gritted through her teeth as they entered the bedroom before Mateo forcefully shoved her towards the bed as she tumbled, hitting her side against the mattress frame that was sticking out.

“What the hell is wrong with you!” Rosalie asked as she held her throbbing side, “Doesn’t matter what I do to fully make it clear that you’re mine, you always belong to them, and now you’re pregnant with one of their mutts,” he scoffed in disgust, earning a growl from Rosalie as she stood up, “Don’t you dare talk about my child with your filthy mouth,” Rosalie spat before Mateo backhanded her, “Watch how you speak to me, I’m your Alpha,” Mateo said as he towered over her body that laid on the bed.

“You’re not my Alpha, never was and will be,” she said, staring up into his dark eyes as blood trickle down her chin, “You know-

Mateo began to chuckle before full-on laughing as Rosalie’s face