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 me

the pack in some ways, but never really accepted. Always hearing whispers from elders and nobles who know you're not really one of them, that you'll never be one

have to

means leaving my job, leaving

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

He's not really known

off, feeling fresh hurt in my heart. Alaric's fierce determination and decisiveness are two of the reasons I fell in

Fate Mate hasn't rejected you," Lucy

must formally reject the mate bond before he

severed mate bond. A pain that cuts deep, emotionally, spiritually,

though he hurt me, there's no doubt he's a fair

to speak

***

and professional Beta as I pull up to Alaric's

to see Lilia sitting on the sofa

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

who sits behind his large wooden desk and open

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

mischief in her eye. By the time Alaric looks back to her it's gone, and she

but I know better than to push my luck after disobeying him after the proposal. I'll just

I can do this.

my baby, I can

not to look at her to keep myself calm. She yawns

my office," I gesture to the room where I've spent most of the last three years in my time as Agent Luna, conducting the business that would normally be assigned to the

airy 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

and shakes her hand before turning to me in a whisper, "We all

say more as I

whispers don't work so well for werewolves,

and I encounter more office staff. Almost everyone tries to offer me a kind word of consolation as we pass by. Lilia looks like she's about