บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant And Claimed By The Wrong Alpha: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

SORAYA’S POV “Are you alright?” Ellie asked as I returned to her in the town square. I came across the doctor in the town square and had to make some quick arrangements... “Yeah, I am fine. Just wanted to say hi hello to an old friend I saw,” I lied, and her lips formed an O shape. In her hands was a bag filled with knitting materials. Since we were basically free, Ellie thought it was a good idea to finally step outside the palace walls and go for a stroll. We were a bit sceptical but surprisingly, they let us through without hassle. They were practically letting us do whatever we want now. Khai no longer treated us as slaves but as actual beings with rights. It is remarkable how it was becoming more tolerable to live here by the day. But with the child in my womb, I can not afford to take any chances. “Honestly, the alpha falling in love with you has to be the best thing that has ever happened to this pack. Everything is a lot better with you here, it feels more like a pack tha

SORAYA’S POV “I am sorry. I am sorry, please don’t torture me anymore. I will do anything you want. I promise you are in control. Whatever you want, just name it and it’s yours. All I ask is that you let me have you… I need that vixen that I know you are, I miss her. I miss you.” These words have tears stinging the back of my eyes. I never believed that he was capable of apologizing or even admitting that I am in control. He was always so head strong, so proud. But at this moment, he was... different. Not the proud, bloodthirsty and ruthless alpha the world perceived him to be. I turned over to get a good look at his face and when I did, my heart fluttered at the softness behind those once cold pupils. CuppiNg his face, I asked, “Do you really mean that?” He nodded like a pouting child. “Yes, anything you want. You are in charge, just please let me have you. Please, be mine.” I could not help the grin that lifted the corners of my lips a bit. Ellie was right. Having the

SORAYA’S POV I wonder why I constantly felt like I was being watched. Perhaps it was because I was where I am not meant to be, doing what I am not supposed to do. It could be my own conscious nagging me. but why? This was the right thing... wasn’t it? The vineyard was empty. There was not a sound to be heard other than that of the crickets and fireflies that roamed at night. What a strange spot to choose to meet. But it was the best choice if I really did not want to be seen. My eyes fell on a familiar silhouette at the very back of the mango tree. A sight that would leave most people feeling uneasy, I felt relieved. “I was afraid you wouldn’t show,” I said as lowly as I possibly could. Adjusting the hood of my cloak, I looked around for what felt like the millionth time to ensure that I was not being watched. “A promise is a promise,” he said, lifting his head high enough for me to catch a glimpse of his face. It was the doctor. His grey hair had been shielded with his hood, h

KHAI’S POV Silence. This woman must be mad. My shoulders shook with a snort. And then my head shook with disbelief, “You must have hit your head against a pillar or something. I know you do not like Soraya and that you are jealous of her-“ “I am not jealous,” she said through gritted teeth. “Interrupt me again and you will be jealous of her for having a tongue,” I snapped, and she inhaled deeply. “I am sorry. Look, I know you do not believe me, but you can come see for yourself. She will be at the harbour by midnight. If she isn’t then you can hang me,” she said, her eyes intense with desperation and impatience. “Your death wouldn’t even suffice for the time that would be wasted.” She flinched again. Her voice was smaller this time when she said, “Please... just give me a chance to prove that she is not who you think she is.” That was the thing, I did not want her to prove it. Soraya is exactly who I think she is. Mine. I understood she had plans to leave in the past becau

KHAI’S POV “I am pregnant.” How could she possibly think that this was the time for a joke? This was a serious situation, and she was making jokes? The seriousness on her features and the way she wrapped her arms protectively around her belly told me that she was not joking. It was all starting to make sense in that moment. Her sudden mood swings, her daily increasing appetite, why she always excused herself when drinks were being served at events, the swell of her belly and the tenderness of her breasts... How the hell could I have missed all of that? If she was pregnant then why the hell didn’t, she tell me? I would have loved that child as my own... unless it wasn’t mine. My wolf growled with a bubbling fury at the thought of someone else touching what was ours. My gaze snapped down at the trembling old fool before pulling his head far back enough to give me a clean view of his throat. This will be a swift decapitation. “Is it his?” I demanded. Offense and panic filled her