Novel & Cerita Pregnant By My Best Friend Alpha

Then the crowd parts. A little girl breaks away from her mother and runs toward us, her curls bouncing wildly as she races across the grass. "You're Luna Raylynn!" I barely have time to crouch before she throws her arms around my waist. I freeze. Then I hug her back. "Hello, sweetheart." She pulls away, eyes enormous. "Are you really the Alpha's mate?" "I am." "Can I see your mark?" I laugh softly and turn my head enough for her to see it.

"You're lying. This is some sick joke." "I'm not." His eyes never left mine. "I didn't know how to tell you earlier. But you need to know before we do anything. Before I touch you." Pregnant. The word echoed in my skull. Me. Aiden Grey. Former Alpha. Heir to an empire. Pregnant. I slid down the wall, knees giving out completely. "No. No, this can't be happening. I was supposed to rule. I was supposed to be... everything."

For the first time… struggling. The crimson Alpha was stronger. Relentless. Unnatural. Fear turned into fury. She would not watch another mate fall. Not again. Her wolf rose. Shaking. Bleeding. But determined. She charged. Every step felt like breaking through invisible chains. The crimson Alpha noticed too late. She slammed into his side with everything she had left. They rolled across the dirt. He snarled in surprise. “You dare?” She did more than dare. She bit. Hard.

The people’s whispers were like bees entering my ears. “My beloved people. Rejoice.” Would they rejoice after the announcement? “I finally found my mate. This is Freya from a neighboring pack. She will be the Luna and the mother of my child.” The whispers became louder. “Mother? Is it what we think it is, Alpha Percival?” one person asked. Alpha Percival smiled. But it looked like a grimace from my point of view. Or maybe I was only nervous right now? “Yes.” The alpha’s arms snaked around my waist. “She's carrying my child.” Their jaws dropped.

She snapped, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against the edge of her chair. “Yes, Riya.” I muttered, biting back the urge to say something I’d definitely regret later. I grabbed the mop and bucket from the corner and moved toward the hallway. As I worked, Riya’s voice drifted through the open doorway, accompanied by the giggles of her friends. “Have you seen him yet?” One of them asked, her tone filled with excitement. “No, but I heard he’s gorgeous.” Another chimed in. “And so powerful! I mean, he’s an Alpha now. Can you imagine?”

“I don’t have time for riddles, warrior. Speak.” I swallowed hard, cutting straight to the point. “I found her, Alpha. Your mate. Her name is Prisca. She’s in England... and she’s pregnant.” There was a tense silence. Then came the low, dangerous growl—a sound that could strike fear into even the most seasoned warrior. “Pregnant?” The word dripped with rage. “Are you certain this is her?” I knew better than to question his anger. The situation was a mess, and I could understand why he’d be furious. "Yes, Alpha. There’s no mistake. The scent, the name—everything matches. There’s a second heartbeat. It’s hers."

"We don't need to. Just get out. This marriage is not happening. I... I-I dislike... alphas!" "Your best friend is an alpha." How did he even know? Did Mama and Papa tell him about this?! Ugh, if thoughts could kill! "He's the only alpha I like." "Add me to the list." "There's no list." "Make a list." " " " "

She seemed friendly, as had the others who had come into my room, but none rang bells of recognition within my mind, and that was quite terrifying. “Aww, sweet girl, you look confused. Of course, you maybe don’t remember me, I am Anna, Luna Anna. The wife and mate of Alpha Micah. We were friends.” She said, as she all but waddled over to the edge of my bed. Her breathing was quite strained whilst she moved, the pregnancy evidently taking quite a strain upon her, and I would assume that the size of her belly was quite close to the end.

I mouthed back, and his white pearly teeth flashed, two sets of fangs. His aura, commanding and raw, only confirmed his designation as an Alpha. I shooed him off, then spun around to clutch my chest. "Fuck, Alex. What the fuck are you doing?" Fucking your best friend without any ounce of empathy, duh, a little voice broke in between. I gripped my hair as I hurried to the bathroom, taking a sharp shower before changing into a baggy tee shirt and woolen pants. I slid into my flip flops, then hurried to the kitchen, acting like nothing had happened. No single embarrassment in my demeanour.

I imitated him but peered out of the corner of my eyes at the huge body of the man. “What do you want Victor? We haven’t spoken in years and now suddenly you want to see me?” he came closer to us. “Who’s that hiding behind you?” before either of us could say a word, he yanked me from behind Victor. “She’s a friend.” Victor said. I was struck by the intensity of his dark eyes analyzing me, looking into my very soul. “A friend? Why would you bring a mated female here to speak to me?” Alpha Zane said but did not release my arm. "And a pregnant one at that. What is your name girl?”