Pregnant For My Father-in-Law
"You stupid whore," Jasper snarls, fingers digging into my arms hard enough to bruise, shaking me like I'm nothing.
"Name the bastard who dared touch what's mine, or I'll carve it out of you myself... rip that filthy seed from your womb and make you watch."
One reckless night of freedom, a stranger's fangs at my throat, his cock splitting me open as he growls,
“Cum on this cock, you lying little virgin bitch. Squeeze me like the greedy cumdump you’ve always been underneath all that lace. I’m gonna flood your womb so deep you’ll carry my seeds while you swear forever to another man.”
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And my perfect mafia wedding implodes into hell.
I fall at the altar and wake up pregnant.
Shame turns to bloodlust. “Puttana sporca."
Families clash, knives half‑drawn, abortion demanded. My body no longer mine, just flesh to be gutted and erased.
Then the door crashes open and Jasper drops to an instant bow and whispers, "Father."
The man strides in and squats beside me, inhaling my scent and his voice cuts into me
"Why,” he asked quietly, “do I smell my pup in you?”
I stare up wide-eyed at the stranger ... and then at my new husband bowing to him, and realization hit me...I am carrying my father-in-law's child.
The untouchable werewolf alpha, Dax Blackthorne, the monster who buries empires and enemies alike... just claimed the forbidden growing in my womb.
His pup.
Born of one drunken savage knot.
In a blood‑soaked empire ruled by taboo claims, werewolf dominance, clashes, and mafia violence, a fragile human girl must harden into something venomous or be consumed alive by men who believe her body, her womb, and her fate already belong to them.
One filthy mistake.
One impossible pup.
And now everything burns.