My Alpha Mate Rejected my Divine Pregnancy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Lila “Lila, you’re pregnant.” Elena, the pack’s healer and my guardian, had spoken those words when she was in the cottage earlier today. They cut through me like a knife, and they still rang in my ears long after she was gone. Pregnant? How could that be? I had never even been touched by a man. I sat up on the small bed in the tiny cottage the pack had given me, staring into space. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears. The silence pressed in on me, I was all alone now. “I… I think you must be mistaken,” I had responded to her, my throat dry. “That’s not possible.” Elena had only looked at me with pity, her wrinkled hands clutching the herbal concoction she’d made earlier. “The signs are clear, my child. I know what I felt, what I heard. There is life inside you. A strong one.” Her words made the air heavy, and my skin went cold as they crashed into me. Pregnant. Me. A weak omega that has not even gotten her wolf, the orphan of the Silver Moon Pack that everyone pitied

I thought I had escaped her, I should have been focused on the task ahead which was dusting, polishing, sweeping every inch of the Alpha’s chambers until my back ached and my hands snapped. But the further away I walked from the courtyard, the louder the silence became. My hand was still tingling where Raven’s had grabbed me, but it wasn’t the burn I felt when she touched me that worried me…… It wasn’t even the voice, that strange, echoing whisper that hadn’t belonged to her, or to me, yet had curled inside my mind like it had always lived there. It was Raven's smug words, her smirk….. She knew my secret, what secret?? I kept wondering what she knew. My chest tightened at the thought. Did she? Did I even know it myself?. I really hope it’s not what I have in mind. I’ll be in deep trouble if anyone knows that. Each step toward the Alpha’s room felt heavier, my mind thought over every possibility, every meaning hidden in her taunt. As I pushed open the door of the Alpha’s room I tr

For two days I perfected the art of being a ghost. I slipped past others like smoke, hiding in the corners of the kitchens or the forgotten shelves of the laundry. I ate in the kitchen when no one was around, I took the long way through the laundry corridors, to slip out when returning to my cottage while the other omegas gathered to gossip, not like they noticed anyway. I couldn’t bear the sneers, the whispers, or worse the looks of pity. I wanted none of it. It wasn’t hard. People already didn’t see me. Blending into nothingness just required less effort than usual.I sat on the creaky bed in my cottage looking at the simple plain dress I’m to wear this evening. Tonight is the mate ceremony, lanterns already being strung through the courtyard and the heavy scent of fresh pine covering the stale air of the Ranch. I couldn’t ignore the weight pressing down on me, the ceremony was supposed to be a night of promise but every year since the rogues and the witch came, it had turned int

“It’s time,” the voice echoed again in my head. And I froze standing lost, my bare feet sinking into the damp earth of the forest. My head spun around, but no one was there. Only silence…and yet not silence, because the voice had filled my bones.“Who’s there?” My voice cracked, still shaky from crying. The air was thick, heavy, as though even the night itself bowed to the voice pressing into my mind.I heard nothing… “No…no, don't tell me I’m losing my mind combined with everything I'm currently facing.”“You’re not losing your mind,” the voice soothed. “I have been waiting, watching, biding my time until the moment you need me the most. My name is Eryndra.”The name alone sent shivers down my spine, It felt like a memory I’d almost forgotten, touching my soul.As if listening to me “You know me, though you do not remember. Do not be afraid, I am the wolf of fire and eclipse, a wolf older than the mountains themselves. One of the first wolves created under the first moon by the moo

 I sat legged-crossed on the floor, the little white box of rice and vegetables sat on my knees and I shoveled it down my throat like it'd disappear if I dared to stop. Some fell down my chin but I was too hungry to care. The man…. Marcus Chen, he called himself that. He didn't interrupt my meal, he just stood there resting his back against the wall with his arms crossed watching me eat quietly. Finally, I mumbled through a mouthful,  “How… exactly do you know my name? I don’t think I know you.”His smile was small and unsettling, the kind of smile that knew far more than it should. “That’s not a question I can answer here. The walls have ears.”The rice nearly choked in my throat. I coughed, and my hand clamped over the box. “What is that supposed to mean?”He did not flinch at my lack of manners, neither did he smirk like the other humans in the restaurant