Page 93 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha King

I smile slowly. Leave it to Camden to threaten me in the most loving way.

“Are you two boneheads done?” Constance’s voice breezes in through the trees.

Both of us look over to see her making her way through a tall set of bushes that blocks the most direct path to us. She looks unamused at both of us, clearly fed up with our banter.

“I found something of yours,” she says to me when she gets close enough.

My brows rise. “What?”

Just then, the bushes part again, and another shifter steps through.

“Hey.” Delilah smiles.

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“Found her while I was coming over here,” Constance explains. “She told me she was waiting for you.”

“Well, it was the only way to get you to not chase me down,” Delilah huffs.

“You were stalking around and following our king,” she drawls. “What else was I supposed to think?”

Holding up a hand to cease the very clearly brewing argument, I say, “Thank you for waiting, Delilah. I’m sorry that it took longer than I expected.”

“Daniel does that.” She shrugs. “He may not like you, but he’ll still try to win you over.”

My brows rise.

It wouldn’t be the first time a pack alpha has expressed their displeasure over an alpha king, but Daniel is the last person I would’ve expected that from. He bent over backward trying to accommodate us, so much so that it felt like he was trying to overdo it.

Perhaps that was more overcompensation than what I originally thought—trying to throw us off whatever scent he’s terrified of us finding out about.

“I see,” I mumble.

Does that mean that Daniel believed Raine’s story about the identity of her baby’s father? It could be argued that him forging that letter and giving it to me was a way to punish her in general, even if he thought she was being delusional.

But him acting like this and going out of his way to not only give me that letter, but welcome us into his pack so soon after selling Raine off, is making me think that he’s definitely trying to cover his tracks.

“What did he say?” Delilah’s eagerness is palpable. “Did he say anything about Raine?”

“Actually, she never came up.”

She deflates instantly. “Oh.”

Wincing slightly, I clarify, “I meant that we didn’t get to the subject yet. I’m planning on talking to him about it tomorrow.”

I don’t want her thinking that I’ve completely disregarded everything she’s said to me, even if some of it seems far-fetchedand unbelievable. I want it to be the case that Raine simply left her pack and is now living among the humans, or joined another in order to have a better life for her baby than what could be provided here.

The chance that she was sold off to some pack in the South haunts me even if we haven’t proven it to be true yet. Delilah can say all she wants that it’s happened, but she could also be wrong.

Ihopeshe’s wrong.

“But you’re going to ask him, right?” Her ears are eager.

“Yes. Of course. Either way, we’re going to track Raine down and figure out where she’s gone to.”

That seems to calm Delilah quite a bit. Her shoulders sag and slowly, she leans against a tree and sinks down to the ground. “Great.”

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