I stood up fiercely with anger that was boiling in every part of my body. Who the hell is he to tell me what to do with my body! I moved closer to him and stood face to face with him. "Who the hell are you to tell me what to do! I am not keeping this child and you have no right to force me!” He growled. ****************************** Neoma’s life is devastated when she finds her fiancé in bed with another woman, a werewolf—the very people she despised so much. Now pregnant with another man’s child due hospital laboratory error during artificial insemination, she is forced to carry the child as it belongs to a powerful, fierce Alpha. Amarok is driven by a deep desire to become the mayor of the werewolf community to change rules by the older alpha that caused the death of his first love, finding out a human is carrying his child. He must keep the child alive by any means to achieve his mayor ambition, even if it means forcing the human woman to pretend to be his fated mate and to marry him. Will Neoma and Amarok overcome their differences? Will their love thrive after Neoma finds out that Amarok’s father was the one who killed her mother and made her father insane?
View MoreNeoma’s POVI didn’t waste a second after stepping out of that room. My heart was racing in my chest as I walked fast, almost running, down the hallway of the hospital. I didn’t dare look back.A weird, secret fear clawed at me—the fear that the intimidating werewolf might stop me from leaving. That man, the so-called father of my unborn child, had an aura too powerful to ignore. Even though he hadn’t physically stopped me back there, I could still feel his presence lingering over me like a dark shadow.As soon as I reached the hospital entrance, I paused, taking in deep gulps of air. The evening air seems to calm me down. My body shuddered slightly, not from the air, but from everything that had happened today.What should I do now? I thought, looking around the busy street.Going home was my only option, even though I wasn’t sure if Patrick had left as I’d told him.I was exhausted—mentally and physically.Today had turned into a nightmare, and I needed rest. After a few moments of
Neoma’s POVI sat there, staring blankly at Dr. Phil as he continued his long-winded explanation about how a terrible mistake had been made—how they had accidentally used the wrong sperm donor. How they had accidentally inseminated me with someone else’s child.But no matter how much he talked, I wasn’t really listening. My mind was clouded with shock, my chest tightening with every passing second.This had to be some kind of nightmare. It couldn’t be real.Me? Pregnant with a werewolf’s child? Not just any werewolf, but a powerful alpha. The very creatures I detested.How had my life spiraled into this mess?Just about few minutes ago, I had come here expecting him to tell me yes about my decision to abort the pregnancy or better still schedule me on the day to carry out the abortion, only for Dr. Phil to drop the biggest bombshell of my life.And if that wasn’t bad enough, I am hearing this, just about hour of walking in on my boyfriend, Patrick, in bed with another woman—a werewolf
Amarok’s POV (Thirty minutes before)I sat inside Dr. Phil’s office, I leaned back in the chair, tapping my fingers on the polished desk. Patience had never been my strong suit, but today, I was unusually calm. The secretary had said he was busy, but I could wait.After all, today was the day I sealed my plans.Finally, I have decided to go through with this ridiculous surrogate idea. The old alphas had cornered me, their wrinkled faces full of disdain, practically demanding I produce an heir before they would even consider my candidacy for mayor.“Pathetic fools,” I muttered under my breath, clenching my fists at the thought of their smug expressions.They were relics of an outdated era, clinging to their power and traditions. I will show them soon enough.I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to relax. My jaw unclenched as I reminded myself why I was here.Lucy—smart; my good, dependable friend Lucy had offered to carry my child. Although I was skeptical at first, even suspicious, but lo
Neoma’s POVAs soon as I stepped out of the house, I drew in a long breath of fresh air, hoping it would calm my nerves and racing heart. But it didn’t.My hands were still trembling, and my legs felt like they would give out at any moment. Tears streamed uncontrollably down my face. I took a step forward, but my knees buckled, and I found myself sitting on the pavement of my balcony, unable to hold myself together.Patrick’s words kept echoing in my mind, sharp and cruel: pathetic, pitiful, convenient.How could the man who had told me for five years that he loved me, that he would do anything for me, turn around and admit he’d been pretending all along?I felt like a fool, a complete and utter fool. I had given him everything—my love, my trust, my vulnerability—and in return, he had used me.How foolish had I been?I wrapped my arms around myself as sobs wracked my body. “Pathetic, pitiful, convenient,” I whispered, repeating his words. Each words cut deeper than the last.Was that
Neoma’s POVI sat on the bus, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I gently rubbed my flat belly. The tiny bump beneath my hand felt like the most precious thing in the world.No words could truly describe the joy bubbling within me. After years of trying, of heartbreak, of staring at negative pregnancy tests, it had finally happened. I was pregnant.Two weeks, the doctor had said.I replayed Dr. Phil's words in my head for what must have been the twentieth time that day. "You're two weeks pregnant." When I first heard him say those words, I thought I had misheard. "Can you repeat that, Dr. Phil? Are you sure?" I had asked, my voice trembling.He had chuckled warmly and repeated it.Tears of pure, uncontainable joy had spilled from my eyes. Years of waiting and praying had finally paid off.Patrick would be so happy.I smiled wider at the thought of him sweeping me off my feet, twirling me around in excitement. He would kiss me and tell me how much he loved me. My heart swelled as I im
Neoma’s POVI sat on the bus, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I gently rubbed my flat belly. The tiny bump beneath my hand felt like the most precious thing in the world.No words could truly describe the joy bubbling within me. After years of trying, of heartbreak, of staring at negative pregnancy tests, it had finally happened. I was pregnant.Two weeks, the doctor had said.I replayed Dr. Phil's words in my head for what must have been the twentieth time that day. "You're two weeks pregnant." When I first heard him say those words, I thought I had misheard. "Can you repeat that, Dr. Phil? Are you sure?" I had asked, my voice trembling.He had chuckled warmly and repeated it.Tears of pure, uncontainable joy had spilled from my eyes. Years of waiting and praying had finally paid off.Patrick would be so happy.I smiled wider at the thought of him sweeping me off my feet, twirling me around in excitement. He would kiss me and tell me how much he loved me. My heart swelled as I im...
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