Page 53 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha
“As mind-blowing as I remembered it to be,” I mutter, leaning against the wall of the elevator and praying it comes to a stop soon so I can end this discussion.
Claira stares at me for a moment with wide eyes before bursting out laughing. Goddess, some days I want to smack this she-wolf senseless.
“Girl, it sounds like you got dicked down properly, and now you want to ghost him,” she states, and I smile. She isn’t far off, though. Without Julian helping me through my heat, I don’t think I would be standing here yet. I probably would still be curled up in my bathtub, writhing in agonizing pain for another few days before it ended. Plus, the sex was amazing.
“He regrets the past now that he has finally seen the truth in my words,” I decide to say, looking at Claira, who listens intently. “The three days locked in my home with him were perfect, and I’m thinking about taking him back,” I continue, watching surprise flicker across Claira’s face.
“What would happen to Haven Trail?” she asks, her weary tone causing me to worry.
“I’m not sure yet,” I admit, looking up at the display screen showing we are only two floors away from the main floor where the cafeteria is located—a place we have set up for the public to walk in and buy a cheap meal or for workers to enjoy free food for being part of the company.
“I know that I want to remain as the alpha of Haven Trail. It’s the home I built for Saben and me. But I also know I will have to live in the royal pack as the luna queen if I accept him back,” I add, the small ding sounding just before the elevator opens to the first floor. Claira and I exit the elevator, and I throw away my now-empty coffee cup before the two of us walk slowly to the cafeteria, both of us deep in thought about what I just said.
Julian has been proving to me that he is willing to change to win me back, and I am willing to accept him as my mate if he continues down this path, but I also have a pack to think about.
“What if you split your time between each place?” Claira suggests as we reach the queue for the lunch buffet.
“What do you mean?” I ask, watching my friend shuffle on her feet before letting out a sigh.
“I mean, why don’t you merge the packs? Make Haven Trail a branch of the royal pack. Fabian and I would still be the respective betas, and you and Julian can rule either from the castle or from the pack house,” she explains.
I mull over her words before smiling, agreeing that this is a fair idea. It would take a bit of time to merge the two packs, but it would also allow each wolf to come and go as they please between the royal pack and Haven Trail.
“Julian will first have to clear the air with the royal pack about the rumors that surrounded me back then. If he can do that and the wolves of the royal pack sincerely apologize to me, then I would accept this plan,” I state, scooping some fried rice onto my tray and moving on to the steak cutlets. “If Julian can’t do that, or if the rest of the royal pack doesn’t accept me, then I plan to just mate with Julian but keep our packs separate and fly back and forth between the two,” I add with a shrug, getting a chuckle from Claira.
“You are so hard-headed, Hannah, but I love it,” my friend says, and I grin at her.
“You can thank Aileen and Jiya for my shiny spine,” I reply, causing the two of us to chuckle.
With Claira’s suggestion tucked in my mind to discuss with Julian after the meeting tonight, Claira and I enjoy our lunch,our table quickly filling up with packmates and vampires from Aileen’s coven who work here, asking how I am feeling and telling me how excited they are for the new program launch tomorrow.
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Julian
Watching Saben as he punches the little punching bag, I can’t help but feel pride swelling inside me as my pup quickly learns each new technique I have shown him since Hannah left him in my care. Aileen, the annoying vampire, is off in a corner, wrestling with Aliah from my pack while keeping an eye on me. I understand Hannah’s concern about me being alone with our son since Saben still does not know that I am his father, but Goddess, I would love to enjoy some one-on-one time with him for a moment.
“How was that?” I hear Saben’s little voice call out to me, and I can’t help but beam at the small hole he punched into the punching bag.
“I think we need something stronger for you to punch, or your mama is going to skin me for allowing you to break the thirdpunching bag,” I answer, watching his face light up with the praise.
He cheers, asking if he can use the adult punching bag, and I pause for a moment before agreeing. As soon as the agreement leaves my lips, he is already racing to the other side of the training facility, everyone watching in amusement. Resigned to my fate of entertaining my son, I follow after him, watching as he comes to a stop in front of a large punching bag and waits patiently for me.
“Want to practice for another ten minutes before we go for a walk?” I ask, positioning myself behind the punching bag to hold onto it.
Saben pauses for a moment before turning to look at Aileen, who has stopped sparring with Aliah to watch us. Her lips are curved into an amused grin, and her fangs are just barely peeking out.
“Could we go alone?” Saben asks, turning his gaze toward me.
Before I can answer, a gust of wind blows past us, and Saben is scooped into Aileen’s arms, who gently tickles my son.
“I think I will be busy for an hour,” Aileen says, giving me a knowing smile. “I have to call my coven and make sure things are going smoothly, so as long as you two don’t venture into the forest too far, I think King Julian can handle you on a walk,” she continues.
I sigh with relief as Aileen sets Saben down and mouths a thank you to her. Training is forgotten as Saben wants to go for a walk right away, and I happily let go of the punching bag as our small group of three heads out of the training facility.
“I can track you and Saben down after my call,” Aileen says as we stand just outside the training facility, the warm sun shining down on us. “But I mean it when I say don’t wander too far into the forest. Hannah would skin me if she knew I left you and Saben alone for an hour. I’m putting my neck out for you so that you can bond with him,” she adds, giving me a warning look.
“I know, and I’m glad for your help,” I reassure the vampire before turning to see Saben sniffing at some wild primrose. “I just want to get to know my son,” I add quietly, earning a nod from Aileen.
