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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 · Fantasia
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320 Chs

Chapter 202: I am alright 

Chapter 202: I am alright 

Emily's POV

I can feel Waylen's gaze starting to burn a hole on my face. Dude stared intently at me like he was expecting some cosmic earth shattering reaction from me…like I was supposed to be falling apart and he was supposed to be holding me together with glue.

Well, I didn't fall apart. 

I wondered how long it would take for him to realize that there won't be any cosmic reaction or gnashing of teeth or fire and brimstone. Nothing bearing any resemblance to end time or the book of revelation was going to happen…it won't happen because I am perfectly fine.

Waylen started taking it too far when he tried to hug me again. 

I mean as much as I love the whole 'holding my strong super hot sexy husband' in my arms, we kind of have a doom looming over us like the sword of archangel Michael. That sword was currently lodged in our guest room and she was for some reason wearing Waylen's robe.