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#PRINCESS
#PREGNANCY
#FAKEIDENTITY
#ONENIGHTSTAND

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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#FAKEIDENTITY
#ONENIGHTSTAND

Chapter 123: Will you be my daughter?

Chapter 123: Will you be my daughter?

Emily's POV 

"I love you, mom and that is why this is goodbye"

I turned around and I grabbed my babies and I took off.

"No! Emily, I said no! No!"

Her voice echoed even when I was far away.

Pain comes in different shapes and sizes. Sometimes it's a clutching tightness on the chest, sometimes it's the knot in the stomach and sometimes, it's the tremor in the hands with a little bit of rush of relief.

Good news was against all odds, I…Emily Sanders Williamson grew up without permission and I actually did something good and nice for the mother that I love even if It feels like a truck carrying another truck just ran me over without warning.

I was almost at the boundary of The crescent pack and the outside world when I felt the urge to cry again and this time, I couldn't hold it back.

I kept moving, pushing forward to create enough space between myself and Fanny.