Page 17 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha
Without any further hesitation, I’m helped into the back of the convertible, curling up as best as I can while I try to breathe through the pain. Jiya is beside me, telling me to hang on as Aileen speeds out of the pack toward Ottawa General Hospital.
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“You’re doing great, Hannah, just a few more pushes!” Dr. Grace calls out encouragingly from the foot of my hospital bed, her focus on the pup I am pushing into this world.
I whimper with pain, tears forming in my eyes as Jiya wipes away the sweat from my brow.
“I can’t do this,” I cry out, the pain ripping through me one of the worst things I have ever felt.
“You can and you will,” Aileen calls out from beside me, her hand gripped in mine. If she is in pain from how hard I have been squeezing her poor hand, she thankfully does not show it.
“This pup needs to be born, Hannah. The longer it stays inside you, the riskier things get, and we could lose you both in the end,” the vampire continues, her eyes locked onto mine.
I swallow the lump in my throat, unsure of what to do. Everything hurts. My heart, my body, my soul, and I can feel the mate bond reaching out, searching for Julian, but I know he will never be here. He hates me too much; I believe he would even resent this poor little pup still in the process of being born.
“Hannah, you can’t keep waiting. Your pup needs you to give it your all and push it into this world,” Dr. Grace calls, her gaze meeting mine. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and say a silent prayer.
“I’m ready,” I say, looking at my doctor, who smiles encouragingly at me.
“Good. On your next contraction, bear down and push,” she instructs. I nod, preparing myself to give it my all in bringing my pup into this world. Aileen shifts, helping to support me while still holding my hand.
The contraction comes sooner than expected and is more painful than the last. With a scream, I bear down as I was instructed and push. I can feel my pup slowly moving through me, the painful pressure of their body until finally there is nothing, and I collapse back onto the bed to the sound of an infant crying, relief and happiness coursing through my body.
“It’s a boy!” Dr. Grace calls out, carrying my crying pup over to me and placing him on my chest. Tears fall from my eyes as I look down at my pup, a head of hair white like mine greeting me.
“He is beautiful,” Aileen says, kissing the top of my head as she and Jiya look at my now calm pup.
“What is his name?” Jiya asks softly.
“Saben,” I answer, gently placing my hand against my baby’s back.
“His name will be Saben Cross.”
20
Julian
Five Years Later
Taking deep breaths as flames lick at my body, I curl in on myself while the cold water from my shower rains down on me. My rut has come again so soon, the pain unbearable unlike previous times. The doctor who came to see me said it was because I had met my mate. I had fucked her during a rut. Now, my body craves her touch and the sweet relief only her pussy can bring. Every fiber in my being screams at me to find my mate, to sink my aching fangs into her neck and mark her as mine, but it’s been five years since she went missing, and no one has been able to find her.
“How long has it been since this one started?” someone asks quietly.
Turning to look at the figure leaning against my wall, I find Fabian watching me with sad eyes. My friend has stood beside me these last five years as I slowly lost my sanity to my ruts. I knew when they began to grow stronger, felt the moment the mate bond reached out to me as a sense of longing and pain radiated from it. My mate needed me, and I had no idea what had caused it to do this.
“Six days,” I answer, resting my forehead against the cool tile floor of the shower.
“But I feel like it is coming to an end,” I add quickly, closing my eyes as the flames that have been licking at my body slowly recede. Two more days—that’s how long I expect this rut to last before I can resume my normal duties as alpha king.
“That’s good. We have the royal tour happening in three days, and we need you to be ready by then,” my friend says with a shrug, making me growl warningly at him. Fabian just rolls his eyes and slides down the wall to sit across from me. We say nothing, the two of us lost in our own thoughts with the cold water from the shower falling around me.
The royal tour was something I began to plan three months ago. We were approaching six years since the last tour when I met the new alphas who had just inherited their positions or who had slowly built new packs face-to-face. I will be able to observe how their packs are run and question their members to see what type of lifestyle they have. Most importantly, I will be able to find my mate during this trip and bring her home once and for all.
“Are you serious about finding your mate on this trip?” Fabian asks, breaking the comfortable silence.
“I am,” I answer, taking a deep breath as the flames of my rut roar once again inside me. My fangs elongate, and a roar of pain escapes my lips. I hear Fabian shuffle from his spot, moving closer to me.
“Do you want me to inject you with wolfsbane?” he asks, concern lacing his voice.
