Semua Bab Pregnant And Claimed By The Wrong Alpha: Bab 1 - Bab 6

SORAYA’S POV“Fuck, you feel so good,” my husband groaned, slamming into me like a beast, who was chasing something he’d never catch.His eyes were open, devouring me with the hunger and desire in them. His brows drawn. That look of pleasure on his face was ever electrifying. It would’ve made me feel beautiful—wanted—if I didn’t already know how good I was at pretending not to notice the way he avoids looking at me too long.His thrusts hit deep, hard. The kind that makes you forget your own name. Our moans mixed in the air. The bed shook. The room felt hot, too hot, like even the walls were sweating.My wolf purred from somewhere inside me, drunk on the way he touched us. Every stroke, every groan, every lazy drag of his mouth over my skin was sending me spiraling.He bent his head, lips catching my nipple, tongue slow and warm and teasing. My legs locked around his waist. I wanted more. I wanted everything.Times like these were very rare, it is not every day I get to experience t

SORAYA’S POVSlowly, my eyelids fluttered open. The world around me was blurry as I tried to collect myself. A small groan left my lips as I slowly sat up.My back ached like a bitch.What the hell happened?The last thing I remembered was running through the woods, then... darkness. But the memory of why I was running snapped me back to consciousness.Pregnant. Ragnar’s shrine. His confession.As my vision slowly cleared, I noticed the lights flickering above me, casting shadows. Dangerous voices surrounded me.A sudden chill crawled up my spine; something didn’t feel right. My fists came up to rub my eyes. I blinked, doing my best to make out my environment. The next time I opened my eyes, I saw curtains, stage lights, and women dressed in next to nothing. They paraded across a podium, performing by touching themselves and spreading their legs for the crowd of men holding numbered paddles. Some of these girls looked drugged—the grogginess in their eyes and their lazy smiles, whi

SORAYA’S POVOnce Ragnar was out of sight, Khai pushed me away like I was some piece of shit he couldn’t wait to get off him.He turned to the man with the scarred face and said, “Ronan, round up. I’m getting sick of this place.”The man nodded before meeting the auctioneer and exchanging a few words with him. Once he was done, he grabbed my arm and yanked me toward the exit harshly.“Ow!” I hissed, doing my best to ease his grip on my arm, to no avail.Khai adjusted his shirt casually before walking out of the hall with his men. He walked ahead of us until he was completely out of sight.When we finally stepped under the moonlight, the last thing I saw was Khai getting into a car before zooming down the street with a convoy.The scar-faced man—who I remembered Khai referring to as Ronan—led me to a different car. Inside were two girls already seated at the back, with two men at the front.“Get in,” Ronan said gruffly, shoving me into the car without even a hint of gentleness. Once