Pregnant For My Father-in-Law
"You stupid whore," Jasper snarls, fingers bruising my arms as he shakes me like trash.
"Name the bastard who touched what's mine or I'll carve that filthy seed from your womb and make you watch it die."
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One reckless night of freedom. A shadowed stranger's fangs at my throat and his thick cock splitting me open while he growls filthy promises:
“Cum on this cock, you lying little virgin bitch. Squeeze me like the greedy cumdump you’ve always been. I’m gonna flood your womb so deep you’ll carry my seed while you swear forever to another man.”
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And my perfect mafia wedding shatters at the altar.
I collapse and wake up pregnant.
Shame ignites bloodlust. Families roar “puttana sporca,” “troia incinta,” knives flashing, abortion demanded.
My body becomes a battlefield.. flesh to gut, erase, and own.
When all hope seemed lost, the door crashes open and the room freezes.
Jasper drops to a bow, whispering, “Father.”
The monster strides in: Dax Blackthorne, untouchable werewolf alpha, empire-killer. He squats beside me, inhales my scent, voice low and lethal and ask,
“Why do I smell my pup in you?”
I stare from the stranger… to my husband bowing low… and horror slams home.
I’m carrying my father-in-law’s child.
One drunken, savage knot had produced an impossible heir.
In a blood-soaked empire of werewolf dominance, mafia wars, and taboo claims, a fragile human girl must harden into venom or be devoured by the men who believe her womb, her body, and her fate already belong to them.
One filthy mistake.
One forbidden pup.
And now everything burns.