Romans & histoires Novel Mpreg

Walking slowly as he made his way to the royal residence. I refuse to weep over this, damn it! He blinked with anger, forcing back the persistent wetness. Too many impossibilities had happened these days. Too many legends were being rewritten. They were too old for the world to be changing this much. Because in what realm, what time, what magic, does a female get pregnant from a mini heat? In what world does a Urekai sire a child outside of a mating bond? Is this dark magic? Was it Urekai spell, or was a mage involved?

My belly clenched into knots to prepare me for what came next. “Well,” she pulled lightly at her sweater—Frayed, I noted. Suddenly she faced me, her lips curling up into what seemed like a mirthless smile. “Because I'm a single unmated mother.” she answered. I took in a deep breath as quietly as I could. It should have been something I noticed earlier. Aside from her and Alyssa's presence, I felt no other one. There was no father, no mate. There was nothing wrong with either in my perspective, but I could clearly see how it was portrayed. It was one thing to be a single mother or a widowed mate, and a completely different thing to be unmated while pregnant.

Eliza felt like a stranger in her own world, left with no choice but to listen to the orders given regarding her own body and life. Everything that followed felt distant. Like she was watching it happen from somewhere outside her body. The examination, the quiet instructions, the silence that filled the room as the doctor worked. Eliza sat there, her hands resting stiffly on her lap, her mind strangely blank. And then all of a sudden, the doctor broke the silence again. “You’re correct, Alpha King Alaric. She’s pregnant.” Eliza felt her breath immediately seize in her throat. The words landed heavy, her whole world suddenly stilling for a second.

She swallowed then lowered her gaze even lower, her eyes tracing his torso all the way to his feet. “I don’t need to remind you of what happened that night in the forest,” his breath hit her skin, hot and heavy. “So I don’t think I need to explain any further why I’m expecting a child from you.” “What?” Her eyes widened in an instant, Eliza immediately meeting his gaze. Her guts curled in his response, sending a wave of regret towards her as she quickly looked away from him again. “I’m not- I’m- I’m not pregnant!” “Then,” he moved his hands to her chin, forcing to meet his gaze again. “We’d simply have to get you pregnant.”

Ever's POV Only two words. But they pierced me like stone daggers. The crowd went into a frenzy as gasps and murmurs flew around. “It can't be.” I whispered almost silently, my gaze falling back to Hagan. “She's his mate?” One of the highborns exclaimed. “So the rumors were true.” I searched Hagan's eyes for some sort of objection to whatever this was. But his eyes didn't seem to deny what Beta Roy had just said.

I couldn’t help myself as I was immediately absorbed into the main character’s world. True to his word, it was werewolf erotica. This particular book started with a heated, frantic lovemaking session in a moon-drenched forest to introduce the character’s predicament. Apparently, she’d been caught in her heat by a man who was not her mate. And now, she was pregnant with an illegitimate child.

He pushed his cock deeper into my mouth as he moaned out loudly. Mark has been thrusting his hip against mine with brutal precision. Each thrust makes me moan more. My back aches back off the rug while my body responds to every movement. “My thighs trembled.” I cried out around Mark cock. The pleasure surged through me all at once, tearing through my belly at once I clenched around Mark holding him tightly. “Fuck.” He groaned, burying himself inside me one last time. I’ll spill inside of you. “Yes, you can spill inside me… I’m on pills, so don't worry I will get pregnant.” I said in a rush.

"Stay focused, Kaira. The final piece of your foundation arrives today." As the first true contraction rolled through my body, I leaned against the stone window frame, looking out over the snow-capped mountains toward the south. The Golden Pack was tearing itself apart. Liam was broken. My mother was isolated. And deep within the fortress of the Shadow Pack, the true heir to the First Ancestor was about to be born. The wait was officially over. When the snow melted, I would go home—not as a victim begging for justice, but as a mother, a Sovereign, and a conqueror taking back her crown.

After he moves away I turn on my heel and stomp around the corner to where Aiden and Donavon wait. “Well I hope you two are pleased with yourself.” I remark derisively, staring down the Betas. “What?” They exchange nervous glances, “You can’t mean to blame us for this! It’s the pregnancy.” “Your Alpha’s mate is struggling through a high-risk pregnancy while keeping herself and her daughter hidden from a homicidal maniac, at the same time as she’s starting a new business and serving as the symbolic head of the pack while her mate is off Goddess only knows where fighting off assassins, and you think it’s a good idea to stress her out further by picking arguments and hiding information from her

Rylee's POV: After Nash left the room, Levi walked up to my bed and asked me, "Sis, are you really going to have a baby?" He peered at my stomach, and I nodded. "Yeah. I don't know who the father is." "How is that possible? Don't you know the man?" He asked, appearing disappointed as he knew the rules governing the Dark Shadow Pack. "I cannot remember him. I was drunk. It was the night Nash found his mate. I was heartbroken, and I became drunk. It's not even up to a week. How can I become pregnant so fast?" I muttered, and Levi sighed.