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Pregnant For My Rejected Mate

Owen's lips pressed against mine. At first it was soft like he was unsure of what to do. At least he was doing something while I stood like a statue waiting to be pleasured like an effing idiot. I thought he was going to break it off but his arms went around me,  as sure and hard like it held promises to carry me if my legs gave out. I felt the rush and the warmth. The surging sensation I had never felt before. I was naive as I  had never been kissed before but I knew and dreamt, it was exactly as Owen was kissing me. The sensations almost left me limp like a freaking coward. Owen's face gradually blurred and drowned to nothingness.  ******* Emily and Owen has been best friends since they were in diapers. Owen was the one person she could trust to be there for her. He was Alpha and she was a pariah, a wolfless girl born to an unmated mother and a human father. He was hot and she was fire. He was voice of reason and she was chaos itself. She was his mate and he rejected her. Follow Emily as she navigate through the mess she calls her life with no one but the cub she had with the best friend that rejected her. cover is not mine. credit goes to the owner, reach out if you want me to take it down

King_Starr · Fantasy
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299 Chs

Chapter 270: Paper heart

Waylen's POV

After Mom died, life as I knew it was over in an instant. It didn't make a lot of sense to an eight year old boy why one second his mother was laughing her heart out and the next she was lying in a pool of reddish sticky fluid and no matter how hard he shook her, she wouldn't answer him…wouldn't stand up or blink or the worse, she wouldn't close her eyes.

Her eyes haunted me for a very long time…so lifeless, her once beautiful brown eyes looked so…dead.

I was eight years old but even I knew there was something inherently wrong with her eyes yet I couldn't look away. I was like a deer in a headlight.

Even as life left her body, Queen Miracle kept her eyes on the little cubicle she stuck me in to keep me hidden from the man who bulgoned her to death in that hotel room.