Alastor Mpreg Novels & Stories

ALESSIA “Congratulations, Alpha Maximillian. Lady Clementine is pregnant!” I had barely taken three steps out of the assessment room when I heard it. At the far end of the corridor, Alpha Maximillian Steele—my husband—held Clementine Fiore at the waist. Her belly was beginning to swell. Pregnant. “A full-blooded werewolf baby,” Doctor Morgana said, her smile radiant. “One who will carry your legacy perfectly.” Legacy? They are celebrating his child?

A tear hit the stone. “I... I... I’m..." he whispered. "Ashton..." "I'm pregnant, Xander... I'm pregnant." The moment Ashton spoke, the Moon Totem flared. Silver light burst through the throne room, and ancient runes ignited across its surface. Every member of the Council staggered back. "Pregnant?" The word echoed through my skull. My wolf went silent. Every strange scent, every lie, every cup of tea. It all made sense. The room went dead. The Totem stopped pulsing. My mind went blank. “Repeat that,” I said.

I mouth at him. "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss. I’m Alistair Carlisle of The Nightreapers Pack." Alpha Alistair stands up and takes my hand gently. His eyes remain on mine as he kisses the back of my hand. "You’re as pretty as the moon fairy, just like the rumors say," he adds, and he sweetly smiles at me.

Anastasia replied to me, and then went outside. I don't know why I do feel pity for her? Maybe because she doesn't have anyone who will be able to support her in whatever she is doing? Maybe I should start showing less care towards her. "I thought you said she has the same scent as the person you have been looking for." My inner wolf stated. "Yes! Scent is just scent. I don't think they are the same person." I answered him. She has a daughter whose eyes looked like mine, which is really cute. Her daughter is so different from her, but it looks like she brought up a daughter who is exactly different from her.

On the day I was about to give birth, a pack of rogue wolves attacked me and shredded my child to pieces. My Alpha mate Marcus went insane, rushing me to the healing center and commanding the healers to save my life. But I unexpectedly overheard his conversation with Beta. It turned out that he had allowed his lover Celeste to plan the attack, just because he promised to let her child be his only Alpha heir. The healing herbs helped my body recover somewhat, but they couldn't suppress the piercing pain or the agony of losing my child.

Leah sighed dreamily. "We're going for work, not to gawk at him. Have you ever considered that he might already have a mate?" Celeste added. Leah suddenly slapped her hand on the desk, her expression turning serious. "“You seriously didn’t know he still hasn’t found his mate? It was all over the headlines! Every unmated female out there has been praying to the Moon Goddess for a chance with him. And the craziest part is he's even more powerful and mysterious than the Alpha King himself!"

Bastian proudly declared while locking his gazes at Margie's calm expressions. "All right. From now until the rest of your life, Margareth Velvela, will you accept Bastian Alford as your husband, Alpha, and the fated mate, in his best or worst condition, being always devoted to him and take care of him?" Priestess asked the same question to Margie. Her eyes demanded the she-wolf to answer it accurately.

I signaled Lily with a glance, telling her to fetch the Nightguards. Lyra didn't stop Lily. Her eyes, however, never strayed from my belly. "Judging by the size, you're eight… maybe nine months along? "'The Beast King is frantic for an heir, yet somehow, a whore in the Forsaken Wing dares to sneak around with a lover…" I scowled, cradling my stomach with one hand while snatching up a candlestick with the other. "Watch your mouth!" She smiled coyly before striking me across the face. I collapsed onto the floor as she spat at me.

“You are so subtle.” “I know,” I offered him before his lips met mine. He tasted like sweat and honey. I pulled him closer to me, attempting to topple him into the tub with me. “You can just ask, you know.” Alastor stood back up leaving me to watch him. He gripped the back of his shirt with one hand and tore it off over his head. His muscles slightly rolled and flexed with every moment. His body was speckled with scars, which I found so sexy. He rolled down his shorts and underwear at the same time. His delicious colossal cock sprung free. His whole body shimmered in faint sweat, it made my mouth water.

None of them were from her pack. The alphas were sniggering around her, not speaking but just looking at her. Anastasia knew that if she wasn't pregnant, she could probably hop onto Moonlight and run away before they could get to her, but with the bump it was impossible. She signaled through her bond that she wasn't okay, hoping that the alphas should be able to act quick enough and come to her. The omega closed her eyes and did just that for a few seconds, the alphas not doing anything except walking around her. When she opened his eyes he was shocked.