All Chapters of Pregnant and Rejected (Second chance mate): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Andrea’s POVI woke up with a pounding in my chest—not from fear, not from nerves, but from fire. Today is the day. The day I show them what I’m really made of. Not the soft-hearted girl they once knew, not the one who cried herself to sleep night after night. No. That girl died the day my father gave me an order I didn’t understand.“Kill the new Alpha,” he said.What Alpha? There are so many in that school. They parade around like they own the place, like their title is a crown. But something in my father’s voice was different that night—stern, cold, like ice running down my spine. He didn’t explain why. He never does. And I never question. Not anymore.What stuck in my head was the name that slipped from his lips after the command: Jaxon. He might be in the city. He might be in the school. And I—I should find him first. Kill him before he kills me.And the funny thing is… I don’t even flinch at that anymore. I don’t feel anything for him. Not after the rejection, not after how he t

Andrea’s POVEven after everything I’d already endured today—the stares, the tension, the silence I wore like armor—this guy beside me wouldn’t shut up.I tried to hold it together. I really did. I kept my posture stiff, my lips sealed, my energy ice-cold, hoping he’d get the message and back off. But no—he just kept eating, louder, messier, like he was trying to set a world record for most obnoxious chewing in a public setting.It was like sitting next to a damn Wendigo.And then, as if the noise pollution wasn’t enough, he leaned toward me and said, “Hey, Andrea… aren’t you going to do the new student thing? You know—ask who’s boss here? Shake the table a bit?”I slowly turned to him, my face blank, eyes narrowed just slightly. I hadn’t smiled since I walked through those gates, and I wasn’t going to start now.“What do you mean?” I asked flatly. “Be specific, if you want to talk.”He grinned like an idiot, shoved another chip in his mouth, and held out his hand. “I think you’re don

Jaxon’s POVI’m going to be real with you—completely, brutally honest.This is disgusting. Completely unbearable.How the hell do I graduate with my master’s degree, start trying to rebuild my life, only to end up back in high school? Me—Jaxon. An alpha by blood, an heir by title, a man shaped by pain and silence. I didn’t come here to relive adolescence. I came here because someone said Elena might be here.Elena.My fated mate. The woman I still dream about every damn night. The one I rejected, not because I didn’t love her—but because I was told I wasn’t allowed to love her.And now? I enrolled in this school just to find her. Just to maybe, maybe catch a glimpse of her. And what do I get?My first freaking kiss since returning… is with a dude.A boy.Not just that. A new student. A new guy. The same day he registered into this school is the same day I had my first accident in school—falling lips-first into a stranger. In front of the whole class. In front of Amelia. In front of ev

Note: From now i think i will go eith THIRD PERSON POV guys!😍☺️****After break time and a couple of dull lectures that dragged on, the classroom slowly returned to its usual rhythm. Everything seemed normal, as though nothing had happened earlier. Students laughed. Pages flipped. Pens scribbled across notebooks. But Andrea knew better.She could feel it.The eyes.The stares.They came in waves—some obvious, others stolen glances that quickly turned away the moment she looked up. The boys whispered when they thought she wasn’t listening. A few girls giggled, covering their mouths. The weight of attention pressed on her chest like a stone.She clenched her jaw, pretending to be unbothered.It was all about the kiss. Of course it was. The one stupid, unwanted kiss that wasn’t even supposed to happen. A clumsy fall. A cursed moment. And now, she was the center of gossip. Again.She leaned forward on her desk, resting her chin on her hand, staring blankly at the board while her mind dr

Andrea walked out of the room, her steps steady but cautious, her eyes slightly darting left and right. Rick noticed the way she avoided looking back, like someone who had too much to hide. As soon as she disappeared from sight, Rick’s fingers closed around his phone, slipping it into his back pocket without a second thought.He waited a few seconds before trailing after her, his steps muffled by the worn carpet lining the hallway. The moment his foot touched the top stair, he crouched low, body pressed to the banister, careful not to be seen. From his angle, he could barely make out Andrea as she reached downstairs. She moved with a kind of hurried grace, her head slightly lowered. She dug through her small, beaten-up bag before pulling out her phone, its screen lighting up her face in a soft blue glow.Rick paused mid-step, his breath caught in his chest. His hand hovered over the railing while his ears strained to pick up every sound.Andrea answered the call.“Hello, Father… I hav