Romans & histoires Alpha Pregnant Wolf

My father paused before suddenly yelling at me really loudly, "What's with the crying?! An Alpha's daughter only bleeds but never cries! Tell me, did that rascal bully you?!" I wanted to say 'No' nonchalantly, but all reason fell apart when I heard the familiar yelling. "He never loved me, Dad…" I cried and grieved like a little child. Tears poured down my face like a waterfall. They refused to stop no matter how hard I tried. I used up a lifetime of tears in that call. My father was initially quiet, but he soon cried with me as well. "Oh, my poor Rhea. Come home. Heavenly Wolf Pack will always be your home."

The murmurs were growing, darker now, less sympathetic to him. "And the worst of it all," my voice broke, just slightly, but I forced it steady, "when I went into labor with his pups, he wasn't there. He was with Lupiter. And when he finally came… he took our newborn baby and fed it to his dogs." A collective gasp swept through the chamber. Someone cried out. Even the stone-faced Elders shifted in their seats. "Gods above…" "That's not an Alpha, that's a monster!" "How could any wolf do that to their own pup?"

“Lycian, I’d like you to meet Adriana Winters. Her father is Alpha of the Northern Ridge pack.” I shook Adriana’s hand and tried to look interested. She was beautiful. Blonde, tall, wearing a red dress that probably cost a fortune. Her wolf was strong. I could sense it, feel the power radiating from her in subtle waves. My wolf didn’t even stir. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.” Adriana’s smile was practiced. Perfect. “I’ve heard so much about you.”

I had asked grandfather for counsel too, and the old man agreed to my plan. So all was set. All that I needed to do was say the words. But for some reason, I was scared. I cleared my throat, ignoring the slight pang of fear slithering down my spine. "As you all know that as the Alpha, the woman who bears my kid, who shares the mate bond with me, will be the Luna. And as you are all also aware, Dahlia is the mother of my kids. And she is my mate. Which, automatically, makes her the Luna of the Pack."

Bernie's POV The noise at night was too loud, and I didn't sleep well, afraid that Dylan would be uncomfortable inside. Three months pregnant, Dylan started having morning sickness. He's more upset than anyone because he's a man, being able to get pregnant is a miracle. Of course, the reason is me. I am Alpha, a werewolf living in human form. At first, I naively assumed that if my partner was a man, he couldn't get pregnant. But then I was wrong, Dylan's pregnancy was really unexpected. I wanted Dylan to have an abortion, but Dylan refused.

a heavily pregnant she wolf said as she took a seat carefully on a rock across our bank. Huge bonfires fanned by the dragons surrounded us while the Water Moon Pack’s doctors and warriors did their respective jobs. Carl’s Beta seethed with rage and was about to shift to attack along with his warriors before Carl stopped them all with a mere gesture of his hand. For the first time, we were all seeing him as The Alpha of the Great Water Moon Pack in essence and form. “Delphine” “Carl” “People who live in houses made of glass should not throw bricks,” Carl snickered as he threatened the pregnant woman’s unborn child.

Not a single she-wolf in the pack had managed to stir my wolf enough to matter, let alone provoke a mating bond. Not that I would have gone ahead with the mating regardless. “Still,” one elder persists after a short pause. “A proper Alpha needs a mate to control their aggression. Even if you think you’re fine now, as more time passes, you’ll find your emotions becoming more and more unstable!” I shouldn’t, but I can’t help myself and roll my eyes. “You make it sound like I’ll, out of nowhere, jump and attack members of the pack.” “It’s not entirely unreasonable,” another elder intones.

At that moment all I did was sit right there as I couldn’t think about anything but how she had looked naked in my bed, how smooth her skin was, how she’d tasted. She stirred and when I saw that she was almost opening her eyes I turned to look in the other direction. The truth was, not every man could handle being in my shoes, and having an offspring of someone you despise so close to you,and not reacting the same way I was …Perhaps that was the reason that my blood ran hotter than most— Though maybe that had just been an excuse to justify my greed, and possessive of things that weren’t mine. As an Alpha I wanted what I wanted, and once I did it was practically mine, no matter how I had to g