Romance Novels With Alpha Males And Pregnancy Novels & Stories

I believed them instead of trusting the bond I had with my mate. When Anna and I divorced, I thought I was doing what was best for the pack. It was a sacrifice, or so I told myself, choosing another woman who could give me what I thought I needed. I let Anna go—told her to leave and never come back—because I thought that was the only way. I thought it was what an Alpha should do. But what kind of Alpha abandons his mate? What kind of man sends away the love of his life? My fists tightened on the armrests of my chair as a rush of self-loathing swept over me. And then, after I let her go, she must have discovered she was pregnant.

“Talk.” I lowered my voice. “Ariel Cole is pregnant.” The wolves exchanged immediate glances. Darius stood expressionless. “Who’s that, and how is that useful—?” “The child may become the strongest Alpha heir born in decades,” I cut in. That got his attention. His eyes sharpened instantly. I continued carefully. “Lord Drake and Lucian are already building protection around the pregnancy. Once that child is born, the Drakes could force weaker packs into permanent alliances.” “Or ownership,” one wolf muttered darkly.

Mate. My wolf whispered it like a prayer. His jaw locked. “No.” He said it quietly. Almost to himself. Then his eyes found mine and they were cold again, colder than before, cold like he had reached inside that one warm second and killed it with his bare hands. “Absolutely not.” My mouth was dry. “What?” “You heard me.” He stepped closer. His voice dropped low so no one around us could hear. “Whatever you think you just felt, forget it. I am three days from becoming Alpha of this pack. I will not have an omega as a mate. I will not have you.”

Viggo looked at Ruby, who did indeed look beautiful, but he didn't react because Viggo knew very well that the child in Karina's womb was undoubtedly a boy. Because every Alpha always passes on a male child, and to have a female offspring, it could be obtained in the second or third child. It was only natural for an Alpha to provide a male heir before a female. "What if your child is a boy?" Viggo asked, looking at Karina again. Karina raised an eyebrow and looked at Viggo in confusion. "How do you know? The gender of the baby hasn't even been determined yet." "Just a guess. It's possible that it's a boy." Viggo replied.

After she left, the door opened again and Elena and Uncle Leonard returned, both looking concerned. Elena immediately sat on the bed beside me. “What the hell was that? Marcus looked ready to murder someone when he came out.” I rubbed my face tiredly. “I told him about the pregnancy. He is… processing.” Uncle Leonard pulled up a chair. “Well, that explains the tension. How are you feeling, my boy? Really?” Elena leaned in closer, her brow furrowed in confusion. “Okay, I have to ask. How is this even possible? You are — or were — an Alpha. A man. And now you are pregnant? After one night? That seems… insanely fast.”

I knew that I would never be able to go back there again, and it broke my heart. I made my way to the pack house, where the Alpha was waiting for me. He could see the pain on my face and the tears in my eyes. He took my hand and led me inside. "It's going to be okay," he said softly. "I'll take care of you." I wanted to resist, to tell him that I didn't want his help, but I couldn't find the words. I was too broken and too lost. So, I stayed there, in the pack house, trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered life. The Alpha gave me a purpose, making me the head of the omegas. It wasn't what I had imagined for my life, but it was something.

Why, when I'd finally let go of the idea that I'd ever have a mate, did the Moon Goddess decide to give me one now? And not some insignificant person either, but a powerful, dangerous Alpha from the Dominic Pack, the enemy pack. That just about covered it for cruel jokes as far as I knew, almost as if I was being punished for doing something that I didn't even know I had done. If my mate had been somebody normal, some uncomplicated decent man, I would have thanked my stars. I had spent so long alone, so long convincing myself that I needed no one. Yet a part of me still had desired that, to connect, to bond in the way so many others seemed to speak of. I had hoped and dreamed and waited for

"Rowan Vale was my mate. My true, fated mate. Before all this. Before you were stolen. Before everything fell apart." I stared. "What?" "The moon chose us when I was twenty-three. He was twenty-two. Young, idealistic, so deeply in love it hurt to breathe." Her voice went soft with memory. "He was perfect. Gentle but strong. Devoted but not possessive. Everything I wanted in a mate." "Then what happened?" "I got pregnant. With you." Her hands clenched. "And Rowan was terrified. He was just starting medical school, had plans for his life. Being mate to an Alpha Queen, father to the heir of the Moonborne line—it wasn't what he wanted."

There would be so much excitement and celebration. We've been dating since I was seventeen, and Tyrone suggested we’d get married when I turn nineteen. Apart from my adopted parents, Tyrone was the only one who cared for me, and I know I could trust him. We got together at the high school dance, where he told me he had always had feelings for me, but he didn't know how I would react. I loved him right back. I've always admired him from afar. Tyrone was the Alpha’s son—the only Alpha heir of our pack.