Alastor Mpreg Novels & Stories

The weight of my mistakes bore down on me, threatening to suffocate my very soul. Simon walked in and close the door behind him. "Alpha, there's something I need to tell you about Royal…" he said with his head low. "What is it? Do the men know where she is?” I asked, groaning in pain. "No, Alpha. It's something I found out a while ago." "Speak Simon. What is it?” "I think Royal was able to get pregnant because she is your mate." He said and the whole room fell silent as I stared at him and wished he was joking.

“ want to join, little virgin “ She smirked. That look she gave to Selene added to her rage. She bit her lower lip seductively as He smacked her ass roughly. She was showing Selene that she was superior than her. But she could only do that in the bedroom. “ watch carefully as I get pregnant with his pups “ She smirked and moaned out and Selene’s heart broke into pieces. It was awful to watch someone else taking her mate’s cock and bearing his children but Selene was in no position to say anything. Selene heaved. Her eyes glistening with tears and she pressed her claws deeper into her palms , bruising her hands. “ look at me bearing his children, you fucking cunt! “ She moaned loudly as she l

"Oh, he can't answer now, can he?" He clenched his jaws so hard, I believe a teeth might pop out. "Child..." Marcel rolled his eyes. "Shut up, old man. She is not a child. And you have not even seen the worst of it." A wicked smile touched my lips when I remembered what I did before we came here. I personally injected Alastor with something— one of those syringes that we seized from the rogues. It was meant to kill. Slowly, but surely. Unless it was flushed out of his system.

The crowd waited. "I am therefore pleased to have you in my mate as my mate and the father of my children," he caressed the bump. Sawyer exhaled heavily. "You're even more beautiful than when I found you, looking lost in that dark alleyway. I'm glad to have saved you. I, Alpha Daniel Sturm accept you, Sawyer Rivers as my mate and Luna Consort of the Blue Moon Pack. You shall birth my heirs and be installed the title of grand Luna Consort. I love you, Sawyer."

Sean retorted, helping Alastor stand up, “...you did try to kick our own alpha.” Between labored breaths, Alastor clumsily got on his own two feet and embarrassingly, with Sean's help, his legs trembling a bit as he ignored anything and everyone around him but the one simple fact that he just found his mate and she just freaking melted into the shadows. Good news? It answers one question: well, duh!–Alastor’s mate is not a werewolf or normal human, after all… bad news? It brought out a lot more of headache inducing questions too such as: what was her name? Who was she? Where did she go? Why did she left? How could she left? Didn't she know?

Just one. The doctor settled the matter between us instead. “Alpha, please. This is not good for the child.” With a grim frown, Salvatore’s attention returned to the ultra sound monitor. “Is the child okay?” “Yes,” Dr. Martin repositioned the wand, pressed down, and typed a few keys. “You can see here that the pregnancy is progressing as normal for a mixed species birth. The measurements are as anticipated. He is a strong boy and will be big like his papa.” Salvatore asked the same question as moments ago. “He?”

“I didn’t want this either. I needed a werewolf surrogate. Not some weak human. This disgusts me just as much as it disgusts you. But the child is alive. There’s nothing we can do now. So don’t even think about hurting it. You give birth, I pay you, and we never see each other again.” Terror gripped me. But under the fear… that fluttering was still there. Warm. Pulling. His scent. His presence. It was toxic and addictive. “This isn’t right,” I whispered, tears spilling again. “I don’t want this. I never… I haven’t even had sex. And now I’m pregnant? I feel… cheated.” For the first time, he looked truly surprised. His mouth twitched into something like a smile…if you squinted hard enough.

“I didn’t come here to hash up the past, and I apologize for doing so. I came here to find our daughter. I just need your help.” “You keep…saying that we have a daughter, Merari, but I just don’t see how that’s possible. Not after what Caris did. And even if it is, why are you just telling me about her-” “We’d been together for two months, Alastair,” she said. “Obviously, contraception did not work,” Merari sarcastically remarked. I was pregnant between that time, and she just…grew so quickly when I was turned. To be honest, I thought for sure that your mate had killed her,” her hand touched her flat stomach as if she were recalling the time she spent pregnant with our would-be daughter. Her

I am not sure what this is, but I know I don't like it. "Zerena." Alester's voice sounded muffled. Even though he was standing right next to me. "You're going to get pregnant and I am going to make that child powerful beyond belief. Although it won't have a will of its own. I'll have my own soldier to control without having to worry about it rebeling." My throat felt dry, like all the moisture had been sucked out of the air. I am not getting pregnant. I am very good about keeping up with my birth control. Alester had even been the one to ensure that we don't get pregnant. We are useless soldiers if we are pregnant.

She lowered her sword, smiled as she softly ran her hand across her stomach. "It's no lie! I am pregnant, but not by Ty." Stewart wrapped his hands around her waist, as she trailed her hand on his chest. "Stewie, and I are having a baby. He or she will be the next Alpha to the Crescent Moon Pack." She smiled as she locked eyes with Alpha Stewart. Macy gasped, she was in much of a shock as I was.