Alpha's Heir
The moment he tore my clothes and forcefully entered me, he knew, I knew, that the last strings of love that tied me to him snapped into two.
“Do you think she’s dead” A voice seeped into my distorted ears.
A foot jabbed my stomach twice, “I think not. She’s just… sated” laughter laced his tone at the last word, followed by the ones of his cohorts.
“You did well” Another spoke, this time, papery and shaky, somewhat old. The alpha’s mother- a vile woman.
“you think she is with child now?” odetta asked.
“give it time. Right now, the seed inside her is weaving a baby in her . It won’t be long before she is confirmed with a child. and an heir to the throne.” She chuckled.
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