Accidentally Pregnant For The Cold-hearted Alpha Novels & Stories

I could feel the power humming through me, it was wild, dangerous, and addictive. I walked closer to her, slow and deliberate. “You know,” I whispered, touching her cheek lightly, “I could kill you right now if I wanted to.” Her eyes watered instantly. A single tear slid down her cheek, and without breaking eye contact, I wiped it away with my thumb. Then, just to spite her, I licked the tear off my finger. Her breathing hitched. “But I won’t,” I said softly, almost kindly. “Because unfortunately, you’re pregnant with the Alpha’s child. Lucky you.”

Alpha Jane looked at him with stern eyes. "Alex is not ours now. She is Luna, Alpha Conard’s Luna. He said, "If she isn't happy there, she can send a message." Jane did not like his words one bit at all. Albert moved away from Jane without speaking. He didn't look happy. He didn't know why Jane cared more about Alpha Conard than his daughter. In order to get her back, he thought he could gather power and become an Alpha. But was it better for her to stay with Conard? He was tired of thinking. For Alpha Jane, he was just a tool. Whenever a pack attacks an Alpha’s pack, the Alphas send Albert there to capture the pack. Albert understood that when he reached a certain age, he would make him an

Most people didn't know we were related especially after she started dying her hair in high school. "Laura, the ex-wife of the Alpha. Please be mindful of your words towards my sister from now on, cause you don't even have royalty to hide under if I come for you. My husband is the Beta of the Dark pack, a pack that can easily take over this one if needed be. And who are you now? A nobody. At least my sister still carries a title if being a wife.

One stolen, reckless moment where power and fate collided. I had felt it then. The connection. The inevitability. And now My breath caught. “I’m carrying…” The word wouldn’t form, because if it was true. If I carried the Alpha’s child Ironclaw would hunt me. Not to protect. To control. Or worse. A twig snapped behind me. My head whipped up. I wasn’t alone. From the shadows at the edge of the clearing, golden eyes gleamed. Not Ironclaw. Not familiar. Rogue.

The old wood breathes around us. At twenty he arranged a three-year contract with the Iron Fang Alpha. He told me it was for my freedom. He told this pack it was for political alliance. What he did not tell anyone was that the contract was a container. He needed me to conceive a child with the most powerful Alpha bloodline on the continent. He needed that child for a ritual he has been planning since before I was born. Someone in the middle rows shifts in their seat. A woman, older, with the look of someone who has been sitting with a doubt for a long time and has just been given the shape for it.

“If she’s telling the truth, then maybe she is the one we’ve been waiting for.” “She could still be lying,” another spits. “She has a child,” someone else points out. “She’s carrying more than just a child,” the Alpha cuts in. His eyes are still locked on me. “She’s carrying defiance. And that makes her dangerous… to Alaric.” A ripple of agreement spreads through the rogues. For the first time since stepping into this forest, I let out a breath. My knees feel weak, but I don’t lower myself. Not yet.

My life with Liam used to be peaceful and happy until his childhood friend Eva came back. She was supposed to be another Alpha's Luna from a different pack, and we were supposed to have nothing to do with each other. But not long ago, her Alpha died in a pack war. She returned to the pack and forced her way into our lives under the Beta title Liam had granted her as an exception. At first, Liam showed no particular reaction to her arrival. Or at least it seemed that way on the surface. Until the two of them started spending more time together over pack matters. Until Liam became a rare presence at night. Until after Liam found out I was pregnant and gave me that so-called prenatal medicine.

Leaving off my last name was the smartest thing I’d done all day. My thoughts drifted…unwelcomed…back to Silas, to Martha, to the humiliation of being the last to know about their betrayal. Then to the shocking revelation of being pregnant with a werewolf Alpha’s child, an Alpha whose last name I still didn’t know, whose world I barely understood, and whose influence terrified me enough to flee thousands of miles. I was trying to start over with nothing but a backpack, fear, and the tiny life forming inside me. I couldn’t expect my mind to simply forget all that.

she said flatly. I walked toward her until we were standing face to face. “What the hell were you thinking getting into a car with him?” I demanded angrily. She raised an eyebrow. “Oh, please,” she said unbothered. “Don’t,” I warned. “Don’t what?” she shot back. “Act like you own the air I breathe?” “You are pregnant,” I growled. “And?” she fired back instantly. “And you thought it was smart to ride around the city with my rival Alpha?” I asked.

She asked. Her eyes turned a dangerous shade of yellow and it was then that I realized who she was - a hybrid, a witch with werewolf blood flowing through her veins. "I asked you a question," Griselda repeated. "What did you do with the Alpha?" "I didn't do anything!" I cried. "I can swear it Griselda. I have not done anything with him." "I warned you to stay away from him when you got in here newly," Griselda snarled. "I took you like my very own daughter and I took good care of you, but you decided to betray me by following the man that I love. Now you would pay for it!"