All Chapters of Pregnant With The Alpha Pup: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~ DAHLIAZayden was gone. The moment I woke up to an empty house, I instantly knew that he had left, and he had done it internationally. Anger started to blaze in my bones. How could he do this to me, knowing damn well that today was supposed to be an important day for us — for me, most especially? The sheer audacity, the nerve, to leave when he knew that today was the day the rejection was supposed to take place, made my hands curl into fists, and I had to fight the insane urge to storm over to wherever he was and cause a scene. But I managed to calm myself down. Taking deep breaths, I pushed the anger away from the cracks in my chest, and I placated my growling wolf. Zayden might be an insensitive jerk, but he wasn't going to stop me from doing what I had to do. Resolution coursing through my veins, I arranged the entire house and cleaned, making it comfortable for my adoptive grandfather and the Council of Elders. I had told them to come by this morning, which meant that they

~ EDDA“Ahhhhhhggg,” I yelled, grabbing my purse and throwing it away from me. It hit the wall with a small thud, but it did absolutely nothing to soothe my anger. What the fuck? Zayden had the guts to tell me that he was busy and doesn't have time for anything that has to do with me?Seriously?My blood boiled as I fumed, and I barely managed to yank the dress I was wearing off my body without tearing it. Four years. Four fucking years since that stupid tramp, that useless Omega, had left Zayden's life. Four years of wasted efforts, of trying to seduce Zayden to no avail. But now…now that I was so close, she decided to show up again and ruin my chances?I slammed my bathroom door as I walked inside, rage making me hot and murderous. Dahlia was the main reason why I left the Pack house all those years ago, why I had to temporarily give up on my chase for Zayden. Now was supposed to be my chance, especially

~ZAYDENMy phone rang again, and this time, I did not look at the caller ID before I picked the call and slammed the phone to my ear. “What?!” I barked, too angry about the information about Dahlia to give a shit. My assistant cleared his throat before he spoke. “My apologies for disturbing you, sir. It's just that I have further news about your wife,” he stated. At his words, I sat up immediately, curiousity slamming into me like a boulder. “Out with it, Leo,” I snapped. “It seems that she has been in contact with a foreign person since she arrived here, sir. There is a long history of calls to the same number, and it has been going on for about a year now,” he explained. Unable to sit still, I stood up and yanked the tie of my neck. My jaw gritted so hard, but I forced myself to speak. “Did you find out who the number belongs to?” I asked in a strained voice.Leo didn't hesitate befor

~ DAHLIA Zayden had something up to his sleeve.  I had no idea what it was, but as I stared at him, I knew. My heart hammered loudly against my chest, and it took all of my willpower to not let the extent of my fear show on my face.  Slowly fisting my hands at my side, I evened my breath and willed my face into a mask of neutrality.  “Hello, Dahlia. Stop staring at me and answer my question,” he quipped, and his tone rankled me.  I folded my arms across my chest. “What do you mean, where am I coming from? Did I tell you I went somewhere far? Did I mention going anywhere at all? Also, why are you here? You said you were going to pick me up in an hour's time, and it's not up to an hour yet,” I countered, and there was an edge to my voice. Zayden stood up and took a few steps towards me. His expression was cold, and hi

~ ZAYDEN A part of me wondered what I would do, if I got home and saw that Dahlia had not gotten ready for dinner.  I was not able to find out though, because the moment I opened the door and walked in, I found her in the living room, already dressed and waiting for me.  A small smile tugged on my lips. I knew she would succumb to my orders. She was, and had always been, such a submissive mate.  “You’re late,” she snapped. I raised my eyebrows at her words.  “Yeah. So?”  Her eyes narrowed in anger at my dismissiveness, but she said nothing as she walked out of the door, leaving me to trail after her. We got into the car, and within a few minutes, I was driving to the old Pack house.  It was where I grew up with Dahlia, where my grandfather still lived. No matter how much I tried