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He might be an Alpha heir, but I still hold the higher status. I look at my mate, and she seems like she’s in a state of shock. I want to hold her and let her know everything will be OK. Rylie is blocking Yong-rae. I step around them and take a few steps toward my mate. Her copper eyes are enormous. I see them flash a deep coffee for a split second; then, she shifts into a white fox with nine tails and darts out of the room. What did I just see?

Nathan escorted them out of the house and I watched closely to hear drops of their conversations. "That fit I saw inside, I know she is not a family, who is she?" The closet one to him amongst all of them said gently to him. I could hear it loud and clear and I could see the expression on Nathan's face, he looked like his friend for a moment before he finally spoke. "This life of ours is critically full of unbelievable things. I would only tell you that that blood fang wolf you saw in there is the only reason I am agreeing to go for this battle." "I want to keep her safe." Nathan told his friend. They understood each other so well, they gave themselves a friendly hug as they both departed.

"The alliance still stands. We're still mated just as you wanted but I promise you'll always pay for what you did to her. You'll pay until the day you die." I looked at my parents. My mother was staring at me with wide eyes. My father was pale, his face unreadable. Taking a deep breath I spoke again "I, Kael, son of Alpha Thorne of the Shadowclaw Pack," I said my voice steady this time. "Take back my rejection. I will stay mated to you, Selena, daughter of Alpha Silverfang of the Silverfang Pack may the moon bear witness." Selena looked up at me, confusion and pain flickering in her eyes. She didn't understand what I had just done.

Coach Margret tries to back away from the snarling creature, but he doesn’t make it more than a few steps before he collapses to the ground himself. “No, no, no,” Coach Margret moans as his own legs and arms begin contorting against his will. “This isn’t supposed to happen.” I watch in amazement as Coach Margret’s body starts undergoing the same violent, uncontrolled transformation that consumed Jaxon. His limbs twist at unnatural angles, and his face begins elongating into a wolf’s muzzle. But unlike Jaxon’s transformation, Coach Margret seems to be fighting against the change, which makes it even more violent and painful-looking.

The females after being harvested would be put into the breeding program, where they would be artificially inseminated, or an egg implanted within them coded with my DNA. If the females managed to deliver to term without dying. We would try again. If the child died, they would be altered. “What about the wilds? The Beta killed over half of what we had.” “I have fifty more that went through the transformation perfectly,” Milo tells me. Pleased that something was going right I dismissed him and strolled to my quarters to rest. “Soon,” I utter, unbuttoning my shirt. “Soon you will walk the realm again Aodh,” I promise to the empty room but know he is listening when the darkness beneath my skin

he teared up again. [ ** Author’s Note: This is a mpreg aka male pregnancy story. Male werewolves have the ability to carry offsprings of their own. Details about their biology have been described in MY DRAGON MATE. However, not knowing about it will not hamper the flow of this story ** ]

I couldn’t understand how those two were fighting off more exhausting than me or Regina. “Yes, we are pregnant. and for your information” Regina said looking at me. “We have more energy because Rosalind has been with you while I have been with Reign. We have been trying to take equally from you but it appears that Cain’s pups need more energy than Abels. Reign is carrying Cain’s pups and you have Abel's. We still do not understand the full cause of this but that is why we have been suffering lately.” Reign stated.

Harmon crosses his arms listening intently but interjects, "I think we are losing sight of the pressing matter at hand. You both are facing major transformations. These transformations will be life-altering and could very well change the course of everyone's future. We can worry about the details of the council's decree later." “So what is the first ‘transformation’ that will occur?” Ari finally chokes out clearly not in the right headspace to even THINK about pups, offspring, or really ANY of the stuff her father has brought up. I could feel her discomfort at the topics and I was even beginning to feel the same way. This didn’t sound great. Her father chuckles as he grins looking at us like

“I didn’t want this either. I needed a werewolf surrogate. Not some weak human. This disgusts me just as much as it disgusts you. But the child is alive. There’s nothing we can do now. So don’t even think about hurting it. You give birth, I pay you, and we never see each other again.” Terror gripped me. But under the fear… that fluttering was still there. Warm. Pulling. His scent. His presence. It was toxic and addictive. “This isn’t right,” I whispered, tears spilling again. “I don’t want this. I never… I haven’t even had sex. And now I’m pregnant? I feel… cheated.” For the first time, he looked truly surprised. His mouth twitched into something like a smile…if you squinted hard enough.

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.