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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

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Chapter 145: Shoving foots

Chapter 145: Shoving foots

Owen's POV 

"What's taking you to Castaway, Owen?" Maggie asked me.

"To stop a wedding…to right a wrong"

"Huh?" 

She appeared confused. I didn't pay heed to her because I started to remember everything I said to Emily when I rejected her.

I didn't pay heed to Maggi because I was too busy trying to imagine the condition Emily was subjected to that forced her to marry some snobbish prince that didn't love her while she had my children with her. 

Was she whipped?

Was she whipped into submission? Or worse, were our children threatened? I saw it in an article, she had them...she kept them.

I don't think I have ever been so terrified and happy about anything in my life at the thought of being a father to two beautiful kids!

I wished to look Emily in the face, was she no longer the strong opinionated willful stubborn woman I knew?

Was she a caricature of her past self?