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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 139: my promise to Xavier

Chapter 139: my promise to Xavier 

Emily's POV

When I finally made it back to Waylen, he was in his bedroom in front of a huge mirror and he was adjusting his shirt.

 The twins were in the crib by the window and he was struggling to put on his cufflinks.

I watched him from the door I stood at and he must have seen me from the mirror because he turned around and looked at me.

"Wooh! What happened to your face?" He came closer and watched my face like he was a bounty hunter looking for a clue.

"I ran into Zuri" 

"Oh boy…it went that bad, huh?" Then his eyes narrowed like he was getting ready to be pissed. "Wait, did he hurt you?"

"Actually, worse…he told me he loves me" 

Waylen backed away and rubbed his jaw.

"Was he drunk?"

"No" I answered. I understood his skepticism.

"Was he high on drugs? I know he is king but who doesn't love a good sniff every now and then"