All Chapters of Rejected by My Alpha: Pregnant with his Secret Heir: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

DahliaIf there is anything Derrick Wolfsborne of Silverline Pack hates more than rogues, it is me. Dahlia Silverclaw, his wife. His love for me runs so deep that he would never taste any meals cooked by me. Every moment, every second, that he spends with me feels like torture for him. Almost like my presence rids him of the ability to do so much as breathe. Nothing I do ever impresses him. Gifting him feels like chasing a lost cause, as he never accepts them, or at the very least appreciates me. To him, I’m nothing more than a bug in his world. The stubborn kind that even the best insecticide can’t triumph over.Yet, this doesn’t stop me from swooping out of my lonely bed, which he hasn’t touched since we got married a year ago. I’m not sure I even remember the last time he visited my bedroom—yes, we sleep in different bedrooms that are far apart, like a magnet repelling its pole. But this doesn’t discourage me. Instead, I wake up every morning, challenging myself to never give up on

DahliaEverything happened so fast. One moment, I’m walking in the woods with my arms crossed against my chest, still plagued by my husband’s words from this morning. Wondering when he will return home so we can have a proper discussion on what he meant by ‘my days are numbered’. The other moment came, and my ears were drumming from howls of our warriors breaking the peaceful silence of the night. Howls that passed a signal loud and clear—we were at war. Sirens suddenly blared around the Pack, and I panicked. Silverline Pack is relatively peaceful, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have our fair share of days when rogues go mad by infiltrating the Pack to steal. But never before have we had to use the sirens, at least since I became an official member of the Pack. Alpha Christoper had once told me the only times they’d use that is to warn our members to use their safehouses in situations of a dangerous invasion.And that invasion was now!My next train of thought was to run, not to save

DahliaBy the time I woke up, Laila was beside my bed. Her bleary eyes were moist with sadness, and her face was worn out by stress. The battle must have been horrific if the future Pack doctor could be this heavily drawn out, too. “Oh…thank goodness you’re awake!” She held my hand in between hers, stroking my skin softly. “How are you feeling? Is there pain anywhere?” She tried inspecting me, but I was enveloped in worry for another cause entirely, and I didn’t care about the pain that lingered around my neck. “Wh-what ha–ppened? Where’s Derrick?” I looked around the room devoid of Derrick’s presence. Somehow, I could feel his wolf in deep pain through our bond.“Dahlia…” water toured down her cheeks like a gentle stream. The sadness and pain reflected in her eyes slowly pushed me to sit up on the bed. Something happened. My husband…“It’s Alpha Christoper,” she cracked.“What?” I gasped as a whirlpool of angst twirled in my stomach.“We won the war but…Alpha Christoper…” she sniff