Breeders Revenge: Alpha Four's Triplet Babies

I think I'm pregnant for a man that's not my husband, no one has gotten a whiff of it yet and I don't know what to do with the news. It happened on a goddamn alley two days before her wedding, with a total stranger! Her first time — taken against her will. She don't know who to blame, mostly herself...if she had just remained in the pack, if she hadn't wanted a minute to herself after her friend was brutally murdered... Stupid her had slit her wrist up wanting to die because Ali died in place of her. It should have been her instead! Tyceln hadn't realised how far away she was from the pack nor how much blood she had lost until he appeared from nowhere in the middle of the night, staring at her with a crazed look in his deep, onyx eyes as if he was staring down at a plaything, not a living female. People's eyes normally have a hint of emotions, which could be sorrow, regrets and maybe irrevocable depression. Any type of emotions. However, his were dim and dark like a bottomless pit. “Beautiful.” the stranger had said. Tyceln blinked. “Not you, those.” he pointed at her injured arm that was sliced open with blood dripping to the ground. The hairs on her body start to rise at the impending danger when she heard his next words. “I don't care about you dying, what I care about is making a masterpiece out of your death.” he mutters taking his clothes off. “W- What?” stuttering, she took a step back. “The moon goddess certainly knows how to mess people up don't you think? Giving me a goddamn betrayal as a mate?” he laughs maniacally, “A filth that's way beneath me? A f*****g breeder w***e? Who am I to refuse the Goddess?” Tyceln's mind spun trying to process everything he's saying but could only arrive at the word “mate.” Whoever this was, her instinct screamed ‘run', yet her feet seemed stuck to the ground, frozen by fear. Her eyes widen as she stared at him, realising he's gotten so close. When did he even move? Before she could say anything, he was on her, kissing her roughly, tearing off her clothes, his fingers digging into her skin. “No, don't!” crying out, Tyceln struggled, trying to fight him off. However, her movements were slowed due to blood loss and knowing the stranger was about to take advantage made her use my last bit of strength still, it was all for nuts. He did it anyways and when he was done, he left her to die — not before piercing her heart with the most painful words any wolf could hear. “I Ryo King reject you as my mate, it's best you die here today otherwise I'll kill you in more ways than you can count, you better run the other way when we see in the afterlife.” We've never met, yet the hatred and waves of anger dripping from his eyes as he said those words ripped her heart into. Not to mention the disgust... He puts on his clothes and disappeared into the darkness leaving her broken and shattered in more ways than she could count. But she survived. Thanks to werewolves healing properties, she healed somehow when on the brisk of death. Tyceln didn't heal completely though, the gaping hole in her chest remained there as a constant reminder that she can never feel whole again. A reminder that she's rejected, unwanted by her mate, the one Moon Goddess kept as her other half. Rejected. Two days later, she got married to her childhood crush, her betroth, Alpha Dane. *** Tyceln stared at the two lines on the test strip that shows she's pregnant in horror. There are couples who may find such news thrilling, or a blessing from the Goddess, this however is a curse. She thought she could ignore what happened that night, she could forget the nightmare she went through and pretend everything is well with her new family, her new husband but this... The door bangs open. Startled, the test strip fell from her shaky hands, she dived for it while struggling to look at who came in. It was Glen, a sister to Tyceln's best friend who was recently murdered covering her ass from revealing what she is. A Breeder. Breeders are a rarest species for any shape shifter, and because werewolves find it difficult to reproduce, they hunt down breeders who could multiply their offspring. Many people don't see breeders as their kind but instead a mere tool for f*****g, they're like whores to most which is why many mothers kill their children from birth when they discover what their kids are. No mother wants their child to be r***d brutally nor hunted by many. As time goes by, the new generation forgot the old ways and look at breeders like some sort of abomination, a curse — especially gifted ones. The pack found out a breeder has been living amongst them and just before they sniffed me out, Alisha sacrificed herself which shows the resentment ebbing from Glen as her eyes followed the test strip in herhand. “Looks like someone is happily enjoying her married life despite being responsible for my sister's death. It hasn't even been a month and you're pregnant? How could...” Tyceln quickly rushed to shut the door while covering her mouth and gazing at Glen with pleading eyes to keep quiet. Even though the hallway was empty, you cant tell who's listening, the walls have ears. Using her strength, she shoved Tyceln off, her voice getting louder. Clearly she's agitated by the news. “Don't you dare shut me up! I knew Ali placed her loyalty on the wrong side right from day one, she wouldn't listen to any of us and where has that gotten her? Her death and this is how you pay her back? By getting pregnant?!” Tyceln didn't stop the tears from falling now. “Please...no one can know about this. No one.” Maybe it's from her tone or the fear she could smell or see in Tyceln's eyes because she paused, studying her. “Wait a minute. Does Alpha Dane know about this?” Glen asked referring to her newly wedded husband. With wet cheeks and side eyes, Tyceln slowly shook her head. This is bad, she know that, and the fact she'd figure it soon made the pounding in her chest escalates. “Why haven't you told him yet, he'd be elated by the news.” In a small voice, Tyceln whisper, “We haven't consummate our wedding yet.” which is mostly her fault, she couldn't bare the thought of him or anyone touching her without feeling nauseated — without feeling the trauma from that night flooding her mind. He lets her be because she often tell him she couldn't cause she was mourning her friend. It was Glens turn to go quiet as she stared wide eyed at her. This is worse than infidelity, she knows! “Are you f*****g kidding me? Ali gave her life for you and you're about to get yourself killed in less than a month? Do you know what will happen if this gets out?” Tyceln got up and began pacing about. “Do you think I haven't thought about it already?” She wasn't just pregnant, it happens to be for a motherfucking male that wants nothing to do with her. Someone that wants her dead even. A mate that rejected her. How crazy is that? This is so f****d up, I'm going insane. She shoved her hands into hair, nearly pulling it out from the roots. Suddenly, Tyceln stopped pacing and faced Glen, “Help me please. I know asking this of you isn't right but for Ali sake, can you do me one more favour?” “Don't you f*****g mentioned her name Tyceln, there's no way I'm engaging myself in that, in fact the Alpha needs to hear this.” As if on cue, a knock sounded outside the door. Tyceln haven't had time to pack her things to fully live in her husband house so we were currently in the packhouse where any member of the pack could access us. Tyceln quickly shove the test strip into her pocket and wipe her tears — a fruitless attempt because anyone will know I've been crying from the puffiness around my eyes. “Babe are you there?” It was Dane. Her husband. Speaking of the devil. Her eyes flew to Glen silently begging her with everything that she is but Glen glanced away, opened the door and Dane stepped in.