Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 0003

Cara.

THE SECOND DAY.

The two lines of the pregnancy test stare up at me, confirming that I am, in fact, pregnant.

Well, this certainly complicates things. ......Shit.

If I wasn't such an emotional nervous wreck right now, I'd almost want to laugh at the irony. The entirety of Pack DarkWood wants nothing more than for the infamously single Alpha King Alaric to produce an heir. And now he has one.

But, this baby isn't exactly an heir. I'm carrying the King's bastard! Just like me when I was a pup, this baby is destined to be unwanted.

My hand absentmindedly catches my belly with a soft stroke as my eyes find the old photograph of my grandmother on the table.

My grandmother and me didn't share any blood, but she was the closest thing to family I've ever known. She was the cook at the pack house where I lived as an orphan, and she cared for me as if I was her own. I can hear her soft, raspy voice in my memory.

*

"Oh, Cara, borrowing money from the King again? I told you, I'm old. Don't you spend your money on doctors trying to fix my condition. You worry about yourself now, you hear?"

I remember trying to hold back my tears as I looked upon her soft and wrinkly face, "Grandma, don't say things like that. You're my family. I'm going to pay him back, I just need to work extra hard and pick up extra shifts..."

Her warmth surrounded me as she pulled me into a big hug. This was my favorite spot in the world, being in her arms. She shushed me and patted my vibrant red hair.

"No more tears, child. One day you'll have a much bigger family, and they're gonna need you..."

*

I'd give anything to have Grandmother with me now. Nothing makes sense anymore.

But Grandmother was right about one thing. I do have a family now.

little baby growing inside

know firsthand what it's like to grow up as an outsider. A part of the pack in some ways, but never really accepted. Always hearing whispers from elders

have to leave

leaving my job, leaving Alaric...

his mind once he knows about the baby?" Lucy offers, quieter than normal. She must know

bastard? I doubt it. He's not really known for giving up on something

feeling fresh hurt in my heart. Alaric's fierce determination and decisiveness are two

hasn't rejected

reject the mate bond before he can marry

stories about the pain of a severed mate bond. A pain that

can discuss these with me. Even though he hurt

to

***

a calm, cool, and professional Beta as I pull up to Alaric's office. On the inside... well, I can't

Lilia sitting on the sofa

are a symbol of her high-born status. If it was anyone else, I'd have to admit that the two of them make a

King who sits behind his large

needs someone to show her around and help get acquainted. Take care of that then wait for my instructions." My mouth is still

of something like mischief in her eye. By the time Alaric looks

refuse the order, but I know better than to push my luck after disobeying

I can do this.

my baby, I can do

through the offices, trying not to look at her to keep myself calm. She yawns obnoxiously

years in my time as Agent Luna, conducting the business that would normally be

sound that conflicts with the sourness of her words, "I'm sure we'll find you a nice broom closet to use as an office once you're back to being a regular Beta." Lucy growls, but I internally hush her because one of the

older she-wolf smiles politely at Lilia and shakes her hand before turning to me in a whisper, "We all thought it was going to be you, you know. He should've picked you. You past work

blush and gently gesture for the older she-wolf not to say more as I catch Lilia's eye. She's pissed. She looks like she's

so well for werewolves, superhuman hearing

of the same as Lilia and I encounter more office staff. Almost everyone tries to offer me a kind word