Running Away with Alpha's Baby Bump
Rayne Sharppregnant and betrayed by the alphaaccidentally pregnant for the cold-hearted alphaclaimed by my enemy alpha
His snarl vibrated through the ground.
Kael charged him, and the two collided with a sound like thunder. They were matched in strength, claws raking, jaws snapping. Blood sprayed, steam rising in the cold air.
Then the gray Alpha feinted left, slammed into Kael’s side, and drove him hard into a tree. Kael’s body hit the ground with a sickening thud.
“Kael!”
Before I knew I’d moved, I was running. The rogue Alpha turned toward me, snarling, his eyes flickering with cruel recognition. “The witch’s daughter,” he hissed in a voice that wasn’t quite human. “The womb that carries the prophecy.”