All Chapters of My Alpha Mate Rejected my Divine Pregnancy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I woke up that morning with one thing on my mind, Joan. The question about Jeile had been burning in my chest since last night, nagging at me with every breath. If anyone could give me answers, it was definitely going to be Joan.The moment I stepped into the classroom, my eyes scanned every corner, searching for her familiar face. I had pictured her sitting there with her books neatly stacked, maybe giving me that easy smile she always wore whenever she caught me staring too hard at the board. But her seat was empty.I told myself she was just running late. People got delayed all the time. So I waited. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Still no sign of her. By the time the teacher walked in and started the lesson, chalk scratching loudly against the board, I knew she wasn’t coming.My heart sank with disappointment, heavy and cold, but there was nothing I could do. So I forced myself to focus on the class, though every word the lecturer said drifted past me cause I was very distracted. My p

Lila’s POV Joan’s room felt smaller than it should have and when she finally got up, her chair scraped against the floor, which made my teeth ache. And as if she had seen something that I had not, she spoke. “We need to go back to your room,” she said. Her voice came out low but it was steady. “Now.” The lower part of my stomach twisted. “Back to my room? With Jeile possibly there?” “That’s exactly why we need to go there.” Joan was already gathering things from her desk drawer, I did not know what they were but they looked like what she'd use for the ritual. “If she’s an amber witch, there will be traces in the room, residues. The ritual needs to be performed where she lives, where her energy saturates the space.” I placed my palm against my chest, trying to calm my heart hammering on my ribs. “What kind of ritual? I thought you said we needed to test her first.” “Yes I said that, but something came up and we need to move fast. And as for the kind of ritual it is called a

Lila’s POV“I am the Alpha King.” He said and my mind went blank. Then it raced, trying to process what he’d just said. Alpha King. The Alpha King. The one who ruled over all the packs in North America. The one whose name was whispered with reverence and fear in equal measure. The one I’d heard stories about as a child, but never thought I’d meet because wolves like me… omegas, rejects, we didn’t exist in the same world as kings.“That’s…” I shook my head, denial rising even as something deep inside me recognized the truth of his words. The way he commanded a room. The way even Eryndra had asked about him. The weight of his presence that I’d felt from the very beginning. “That’s impossible.”“Is it?” He tilted his head slightly, and for a moment I saw something flash in those blue eyes, something wild that made my breath catch. “You’ve felt it since the first time we met. Your wolf recognized me even if you didn’t.”He’s right, Eryndra said quietly, “Why didn’t you tell me from the

Lila’s POVThe phone slipped from my hand, clattering against the hallway floor with a sound that seemed too loud in the silence. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat, choking off the scream that wanted to escape.We’ve been waiting for you to call. The man behind the call had said.It echoed in my head, smooth and terrifying in its casualness. They had Joan’s phone. Which meant they had Joan. And now they knew I was looking for her.I snatched the phone up with trembling fingers and ran.My feet pounded against the stairs, taking them two at a time, my breath coming in sharp gasps. Some students still out in the lobby looked up as I burst through, but I didn’t stop, didn’t slow. I just ran, across the dark campus, past the library and the student center, until I reached my own building.I decided against the elevators and took the stairs instead. By the time I reached my floor, my legs were burning and I was shaking so badly I could barely get my key in the lock.I

Lila’s POVI woke with a gasp, bolting upright in bed. My heart slammed against my ribs, and I could still feel the remnants of the dream clinging to me like cobwebs. Beside me, Joan stirred but didn’t wake, her breathing still deep and even.It's just a dream, I told myself. Just your fear manifesting in sleep.But it hadn’t felt like just a dream. It felt like a window. Like I’d actually seen Jeile somewhere, actually watched her watching me through that terrible crystal globe.I pressed my hand to my chest, trying to calm my racing heart. And that’s when I felt it.The weight.My stomach felt… different. It felt heavier and fuller.I looked down, and my breath caught in my throat.My stomach was protruding. Not slightly, not the gentle curve that had just been beginning to show. It was round, swollen, and unmistakably pregnant. As if I were eight months along instead of three.“No,” I