Novel & Cerita Mpreg Alien

Damon sneered. "What are you talking about?!" I shouted. "Hmph. You signed the contract yourself. Deny it all you want! But Abby was right. You’re nothing but a lowly gold digger." "I never signed any contract!" I protested loudly. Abby, Damon’s Beta, stood by his side, looking at me with disdain. She was one of the rare female werewolf warriors and his most trusted confidante. "Alpha Damon..." The auctioneer intervened again. Damon nodded and walked to the VIP seat opposite me.

The bite mark on my shoulder throbbed with a burning, possessive heat—his mark, claiming me as his Moonbound Mate. "You look like you've seen a ghost, Alpha," I whisper, rubbing my swollen bottom lip where his sharp teeth had bruised the flesh. "It's just blood. I can heal it before the Moon Ceremony at the Moonsong Arena." "It's not just blood, and you know it," Magnus growls, pacing the length of the room like a caged beast. "My wolf almost took complete control. If I had knotted you any deeper, I would have broken your pelvis, Stevens. I am the Crown Alpha Heir of the Silverclaw Royal Pack, and you are a Moonsong Bard from the Nielsen Moonfang Pack. I am supposed to protect you, not shred

Although she looks exhausted, she extends her hands to carry our children, but something seems to alert her and that's why she doesn't move. “Do the babies have any damage? Do they have sequels of the medicine to suppress my wolf part or what Mikhail gave me to lose them?” she asks worried. “No, daughter. The babies are healthy.” says his mother and I sigh with relief. “How is that possible? “The answer is clear, they are alphas. You gave them everything so that they could form well and Lake's help was present from before he contaminated them, so, by receiving the protection of both and being their alpha core, they were able to heal. Regeneration helped them to heal.” Mrs. Evaniff explains.

Logical enough to agree to their marriage years ago so as to form an alliance between their packs and logical enough to source for other options when she realized she was infertile and would never be able to produce an heir for the Storm Pack. He had a goal and so did she. An heir to the Storm Pack. And conveniently for them, the pack sorcerer had told them the woman he was actually mated to would be capable of giving birth to that heir. “I’ll be leaving today,” Alaric let out an exhale as he rose to his feet. “You can start preparing yourself. I’ll be leaving today and I would return today too. With her by my side.” “Good. Stay safe and return soon.”

_Anya’s POV_ I do not remember my parents. I do not remember where I was born or who carried me in her arms when I was a baby. The only story I know about myself is the story the Alpha told many years ago. He said that some guards on patrol had found me near the southern border of the Silvercrest pack. I was wrapped in a thin blanket and left near the trees. I was crying, cold and hungry. No one in the pack had claimed me. No one had come forward saying they had lost a child. The elders had guessed that I was the daughter of rogues. That word had followed me since I was a baby; rogue, stray and unwanted.

asked Razl as he looked at Jillian his hand still caught in Tourmaline’s. “We are wolf shifters and then we have you guys, the dark wolves which is again a different strain altogether. Then there are the mongrels, whose body and powers work in a different way, the reason that they are Runners. But Razl, unicorn? I mean, I would not have believed you in a million years if you had not showed me that video. I would say that it is physically impossible and there is no documentation of anything absurd such as this. But then again it has happened and I need to find out more about this. But you can rest assured, I am not going to leave it until I have found out the reason,” said Jillian and Razl no

Ros took a ritual obsidian blade, nicking his thumb and then mine. "I, Ros Miller, Rogue of the Shadowed Woods, claim you, Lexi Marron, as my Mate, my Alpha, and my Soul." His voice was a deep, resonant growl that echoed off the stone walls. "I, Lexi Marron, Alpha of the Blue Moon, claim you, Ros Miller, as my Mate, my King, and my Heart." As we pressed our bleeding thumbs together, a shockwave of power rolled through the hall. The mate bond didn't just snap; it roared. Ros pulled me into him, his mouth finding mine in a kiss that told every Alpha in the room exactly who I belonged to.

One of them finally stood up, I could see the fear in his eyes and that made the smile on my face intensify. “We know you have a mate already. We want to know when the mark and mate ceremony will be held. The pack needs a Luna, you know it. I know we have talked about this but we can not keep holding on for you. Who knows what will happen if the rogues decide to attack? Let’s form an alliance with them now, alpha” His voice was quivering as he kept talking. “We only want the best for you, alpha and you—

Alpha Gabriel said to John. " My parents and siblings died while they were on a journey they were killed by some wolves in the blackwood pack, I saw the scars of a wolf claw and teeth, when I say the lifeless bodies, I tried to come to your palace and complain, but who am I, how do I even get in, so I became a drunkard for months till I met a friend who gave me a reason to live again, I do not know how that adress ended up in my phone, please I would like you to show it to me so I confirm. Jack said to Alpha Gabriel.

"If you dare take her away today, I'll die at the werewolf altar!" I inhaled the nauseating mix of scents in the air. "Alpha Drogo's iron law—no mixed-blood offspring can be entered into the family registry. Do you want the Starlight Pack to laugh at us?" Priscilla's face changed, then she gritted her teeth. "You don't need to worry about this. I'll make sure Alpha Drogo and the rest of the Daltons never find out." "Oh? But Lionel already knows. Do you think you can keep it hidden?"