Rejected by My Alpha, Carrying His Heir

THE TRAP

Something felt wrong.

I noticed it the moment I stepped outside that evening.

The air was too quiet.

Too still.

Even the usual noise from the pack was missing, replaced by an unsettling silence that made my chest tighten.

I should have gone back inside.

But I didn’t.

I kept walking.

Slowly.

Carefully.

My instincts were screaming at me, but I ignored them, trying to convince myself I was just being paranoid.

Then I heard it.

Footsteps.

Behind me.

I stopped.

They stopped too.

My heart began to race.

I turned—

Nothing.

The path behind me was empty.

But the feeling didn’t go away.

It got worse.

I started walking again, faster this time.

The footsteps returned.

Closer.

More than one.

Panic surged through me as I turned sharply—

And this time, they didn’t hide.

Two wolves stepped out from the shadows.

Blocking my path.

My breath caught.

“What do you want?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.

They didn’t answer.

They just stared.

Then one of them spoke.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

My chest tightened.

“I live here,” I said.

He shook his head slowly.

“No,” he replied. “You don’t.”

Before I could react, one of them moved forward.

Fast.

Too fast.

I tried to step back—

But it was already too late.