Unclaimed After Nine Years
Alpha Kael Blackthorn’s childhood sweetheart was pregnant.
On the night of our ninth anniversary, he brought her home and spoke as if assigning ordinary household matters.
“She’s carrying a pureblood heir. Her appetite is delicate, so her meals can’t repeat.”
“She startles easily at night. Clear out your things and move into the guest room.”
I said nothing.
I picked up the suitcase I had packed long ago and walked toward the door.
The house steward looked ready to stop me, but Kael only laughed.
“Let her go.”
“She won’t last three days before she comes crawling back.”
That made everyone laugh.
Right in front of me, they placed a ten-million wager that I would be back before morning, begging him to let me in.
After all, for nine years, no matter how much he hurt me, I always came back.
But this time, the black sedan outside had already been arranged.
This time, I was really leaving.