Page 47 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha King

Wrong, wrong, wrong,my mind chants. It’s not the familiar lilies of the valley scent that I want to bury my face into and drown in.

“Go,” I say, my tone sharp. “I don’t want to be badgered any longer about this.”

“It’s not badgering,” she argues.

I open my eyes and turn to face her.

She’s wearing a thin fabric dress that clings to her petite frame. The cut in the front of it shows off her ample chest, along with her perked nipples. I doubt she has anything on underneath, especially with there being no panty line showing around her hips.

If I were any other alpha, I’d grab her and bend her over my desk to see if my theory is right. But this blatant display that I’m sure her ladies-in-waiting helped to cook up in a poor attempt to tease me into taking her to my bed has only served to backfire.

In actuality, it disgusts me.

“I’m worried about you,” she says, coming closer to me.

I glance over her shoulder at the door, closed behind her quietly before she came over to me. It may not be obvious to anyone but me that she hopes us being alone together like this will lead to something.

She’s been trying this for weeks now, ever since I got that damn letter and my elders talked me into naming her as my Luna.They want an heir, and Anais is more than eager to provide me with one.

Announcing a pregnancy at our upcoming mating ceremony would make for an excellent happily ever after. That’s the kind of thing that any good female dreams of as a little girl—a mate and a baby all wrapped up in one.

“I can take care of myself.”

As I turn back to face the window, she suddenly grabs me. “No, you can’t. You’re practically wasting away up here!”

I scowl, brushing off her hands. “I’m a grown adult, Anais.”

“And you are also heir to your pack. You need to take better care of yourself.Let mehelp you.”

If I were a better mate, I’d feel bad for her. To be stuck with someone who hardly wants anything to do with you must be tough.

But she knew what she was getting into when I explained it to her weeks ago—we would have a brief affair after we mated. Once that resulted in a child, I would no longer call on her to come to my bed. I’d help her raise our heir and she, in turn, would be a good Luna for our pack.

That’s all Icouldgive her.

My heart is too broken to pretend to love and care anymore. Maybe that will change in time when our child is born, but I doubt it.

“Leave, Anais. And don’t bother me again tonight.” I wave her toward the door.

“No. I’m not leaving until you come down to eat with me. Or agree to me bringing up food to you.”

I scowl. Since when did she grow enough of a backbone to stand up to me?

She’s supposed to be quiet and do as she’s told. I didn’t name her as my Luna to listen to her argue with me.

“Leave,” I growl.

She shrinks immediately but doesn’t move from her spot. “No.”

“Anais—”

“You can’t let her continue to haunt you! She never loved you!”

Her words are a slap in the face, causing me to stumble back from her.

The numb feeling in my body that I’ve had since Raine left is chipping away, revealing what I truly feel but don’t want to—anguish.

Anais slaps her hands over her mouth, looking surprised herself. “I-I’m…”

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