"I don't care who you've been with. I don't care for your past. You're mine to love now, Arielle, and mine to protect. And whoever comes to take you from me, be it an Alpha or the Goddess herself, is going to regret it with their lives!" The last thing Arielle Starr expected was to get knocked up by the Alpha's son in a pack that considered Alpha-Omega relations inferior. Still, when David Aspen wooed her with honeyed words of love, the teenager couldn't help but fall for him. But as soon as David hears the happy news, he flips, and now Arielle has no choice but to run from the pack she called home her whole life. Striving to protect the child growing within her she flees, followed by the Alpha's henchmen, unsure of what her life would be from then on. Arielle's lucky star finally shows in her sky when she meets an Alpha that is so different from anyone else who had ever met before, and who just happens to be her fated mate. Will Arielle get to finally live happily ever after with peculiar Alpha Laken Hart, or will the enemies of her past come to take away her life of happiness?
"You're pregnant!"
Those two words ring in my ears, bringing the whole world to a halt. For a moment, I can't hear the whir of the small electric fan at the end of the doctor's desk, I can't hear the small noises that had been coming filtered through his thin carbon-fiber door. At that moment, I cannot feel the relatively cool air of the hospital room on my skin. My heart skips a beat and my eyes lock on the doctor's kind face.
"No," I breathe, "no, it cannot be."
The smile on the doctor's face falls, replaced by one of careful understanding.
"You and your partner had not been planning for this?" he asks, his voice low as he takes a seat on the doctor's chair.
I shake my head, "no, we weren't. We always used protection. He always wore a...a condom, and I took birth control. Neither of us slipped since we began this."
And oh, did I remember the beginning so clearly. It had been him that approached me, smiling at me when I thought had been invisible to the likes of him. I knew that I was not bad to look at, in fact, I know that I had a certain reputation amongst my designation, but until then I did not realize that my image could make men like him take a second look at me as well.
And he had done more than take a second look.
"Are you sure?" I ask the doctor again, just to be certain "I mean, there could have been a mistake in the test, right?"
The doctor shakes his head, "Arielle, you did a pregnancy test at home as well and it gave you a positive result. Now, we had done one here in the hospital too. Now, I could do another, just to alleviate your suspicions, but let me tell you now, it's just going to be a waste of money. It will render the same result. You are pregnant, coming along for 5 weeks. We need to do a scan to see the situation of the fetus, but so far, it all looks like a wealthy healthy pregnancy."
Then he asks me, "did you and your partner not want kids?"
"It's not that," I reply, "It's just that we never talked about it. We aren't married or anything and..." I gulp, "it was only meant to be a monogamous partnership. We can't marry, even if we wanted to."
The doctor's eyes widen, "Oh, it's like that, huh."
I nod.
"Well, in that case, I believe you are due to have a long and meaningful talk with this partner of yours," says the doctor, his tone one of finality, "and I wish you the best of luck, but in case that you don't find the option of keeping the child...unavailable, then know that we can help you. With adoption after the baby is born, or even abortion."
The very words send a jolt of shock through my being, and it's all I could do not to flinch. I nod mutely, thank him for his assistance, and stand to leave the hospital room.
"One more thing," the doctor chirps, and I turn back to him, feeling like I'm underwater.
"Yes?"
"The father," the doctor almost looks flustered to ask, "he is a Beta, right?"
I bite my lower lip and tamp down on the urge to nod. That would be a lie.
"No," I answer, and watch his eyes widen to the size of saucers.
I do not wait to witness more of his disbelief.
***
It's laughable how nice today is. The sun shines high up in the sky, there are barely any clouds dotting the cerulean blue. The pack town of Sataria is brimming with activity. It's the end of a school day for the kindergartners, hence there are mothers and fathers hand in hand with toddlers and young children, walking towards their homes or workplaces. I let my eyes linger on the children more than usual, and unknowingly, my hand migrates to my own stomach.
I can't believe this. There is a baby growing within me. A baby that was fathered by David.
It is an old-fashioned name, I have to admit, but it was a publicly known fact that our pack's former Alpha, David's father, is a very traditional man. That was why he'd kept the rules of his great-grandfather's time valid even in the present day, especially regarding the rules of matin and marriage. In the Sataria pack, free mating is not allowed unless it was within designations. One must only marry within one's designation. This meant that Alphas were only allowed to marry other Alphas, Betas were allowed to marry only Betas, and Omegas should marry only other omegas. No cross-designation relationships would be recognized within the pack, especially ones with omegas. Omegas are physically weak, both in human and wolf forms. In the case of battle, Omegas were practically useless unless they were being used as cannon fodder. Betas are more desirable, with their greater strength and endurance.
Of course, none of us could top an Alpha. Superior stretch, superior senses, and superior speed, the ability to use their voice and their growl to command legions of wolves, and the ability to stand tall and strong in the wake of violence or tragedy, are the qualities of an Alpha. Alphas are leaders, and each pack only had one family of Alphas. The Alpha's spouse, also known as the Luna, the Alpha, and then the Alpha heir. Once the Alpha heir marries, the previous Alpha will step down to relinquish their mantle to their heir. Designation was hereditary, the higher designation always passing to the children no matter what the mother's designation is.
The Alpha heir could marry another Alpha. And in our pack, mating was not necessary for such bonding.
My name is Arielle Starr, and I am an Omega. Years ago, when I reached the majority age, David the Alpha heir approached me. One thing led to another, and I found myself falling head over heels in love with him. And I am certain that he loves me as well.
But the question I have now is, does he love me enough to claim the child growing within me as his?
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.