Page 42 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha King

They both stand there awkwardly, neither of them moving from their spots. I try to see it from their shoes—a female blasting through their border checkpoints and passing out as she speaks their alpha’s name, only for her to wake up however long afterward and demand an audience with him.

To anyone who doesn’t know the full story, the situation would be strange at best. I’d be skeptical too if I were in their shoes.

“Please?” I ask. “He’s expecting me.”

One of the enforcers, the one on the left, sighs. “I’ll…go tell him you’re awake.”

I hold back my grin, relief flooding through me instantly. “Thank you.”

Both of them nod and then yank the door closed, locking me back inside.

Looking out of the window, I notice that rain is falling heavily outside, fitting for the conversation I’m about to have with my mate. I can’t imagine how he’ll react—both to the news that I’m here and asking for his help in freeing my friend, and that I’m carrying his future heir.

What will the rest of his pack think of that?

Sighing to myself, I settle back down onto the bed and wait.

***

The door opens a while later to the two enforcers from earlier.

“He’ll see you now.”

I practically jump off the bed and jog over to them, my wolf crooning inside my head. The prospect of seeing Aiden after weeks of being separated is both exhilarating and nerve-wracking.

Will he put on a front in front of his pack when seeing me? Or will emotions overtake him, causing him to drag me off into a secret room in order to have our proper reunion? Honestly, I’m hoping for the latter.

I’ve been so damn touch-starved lately. My body craves what I was given the last time I was here, Aiden’s touch so deeplyingrained in me that it’s all I think about before I fall asleep at night.

I want his hands all over me, our bodies pressed together as he makes love to me and kisses me while we finish together.

One of the enforcers chuffs in front of me, probably smelling my pheromones. But whatever, I don’t care. It’ll all make sense to them once Aiden claims me.

I’m led down to the ballroom, which has been transformed from a beautiful party venue to a royal chamber. The double doors are open, with two enforcers standing in front who greet the two escorting me. They glance my way, strange looks appearing on their faces when we pass by.

My nerves kick in again.

The possibility of Aiden’s packalsonot accepting me has me on edge. I don’t want to go from one pack that hates me to a new one where I haveabsolutelyno friends. At least back in Andromeda I have Delilah.

I’m scared though. What if the reason Aiden’s been having such a hard time with this is because he knows his people are resistant to change?

A long carpet stretches from the entrance of the ballroom all the way to the back wall, where a large set of stone risers has been placed. On top of them are two chairs, both of which are occupied.

My heart skips a beat when I finally lay eyes on my mate.

He’s sitting in the tallest chair, dressed in a fine silk shirt that’s buttoned to just below his collar. The pants he wears are dark, tucked into calf-length boots that make him look tough and regal at the same time. His sand-colored hair has been slicked back from his face, giving him a more mature look.

My eyes catch sight of the other chair next to him, which is also occupied.

I nearly trip over my own two feet as I spot the female I caught him with the third night of the ball.

What the hell is she doing here?

My throat tightens.

She must be some kind of advisor…

Right?

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