After One Night with the Alpha

"Spit it out. Who knocked you up?" my human supervisor sneered, tossing my ruined reports to the floor. I froze as the papers scattered around my feet. Before I could answer, a wave of nausea hit me again. The bitter aroma of freshly brewed werewolf coffee drifted through the office, and my stomach twisted painfully. I covered my mouth and rushed toward the trash bin, barely stopping myself from collapsing as I emptied my stomach. The entire department went silent. Everyone knew humans didn't react this way. Not unless there was something impossible growing inside them. Whispers spread faster than the rumors. A human woman carrying a werewolf's child? That wasn't supposed to happen. Then suddenly... The air changed. The warmth disappeared, replaced by a terrifying pressure that made every wolf in the room lower their heads. Brad Rayne—the Alpha CEO everyone feared, the man I had accidentally spent one unforgettable night with in Room 716 a month ago—walked through the crowd. Nobody dared stop him. He ignored the manager's excuses and stepped directly toward me. He didn't care about the mess. He didn't care about the watching eyes. He only saw me. Brad gently wiped my lips with a warm towel, pulling my shaking body against his chest. His golden eyes burned with fury. "Is my heir making you this miserable, Elle? Or do we need to execute whoever just yelled at my pregnant mate?" ad.readinkapp.com

"Open your legs. I need to check my property." The werewolf doctor hesitated, but Brad Rayne shoved him aside. The Alpha stood between my spread th!ghs, staring intently at my most intimate place. I burned with shame, the hospital gown offering no protection. "You're pregnant," Brad stated, his voice vibrating with awe and possession. "I can smell the change in your ju!ces. You smell sweeter. Ripe." He reached out, his large, calloused hand cupping my m0und through the thin fabric. My body betrayed me, arching into his touch, w3tness soaking the sheets. "That night..." I gasped, remembering his kn0t stretching me, filling me completely. "You said you pulled out." "I lied," he smirked, his thumb circling my cl!toris, making me twitch. "I wanted to breed you the moment I saw those mismatched eyes." He leaned down, his t0ngue trailing a wet line from my navel to the waistband of my p@nties. "Now you're full of my c/u/m and my heir," he whispered against my skin. "You belong to the pack now. And tonight, I’m going to make sure you remember exactly how we made this baby." ad.readinkapp.com

Everyone at work called you "Heterochromia." The weird HR girl with one green eye and one blue eye. Then you blacked out at your desk. When you came to, a wolf doctor was shining a light into your eyes, staring at you like you were a ghost. "A true mate," he whispered. "Heterochromatic true mate. They've been gone for hundreds of years. You're the only one." You barely had time to process that before the Alpha of Moonlight Bay walked in. Brad Rayne. Your CEO. The wolf you'd accidentally slept with. "Once word spreads," his grandmother said, not even looking at you, "every wolf on the continent will hunt her down." He leaned in, his mouth nearly touching your ear. His voice dropped low and rough, half order, half seduction. "Guess I'll have to claim you before any of them can." ad.readinkapp.com

"Werewolves can't get humans pregnant," the Alpha growled, pinning her to the hotel bed.🔞 "I can give you everything tonight with zero consequences." Elle never planned to sleep with Brad Rayne—her billionaire CEO boss and the city's most terrifying Alpha. She thought their accidental hotel mix-up was a secret she could keep forever. Until extreme morning sickness hit her right in the middle of the quarterly executive meeting. As she vomited uncontrollably, Brad shattered his coffee mug, scooping her up with terrifying, inhuman speed. She squeezed her eyes shut, mortified and waiting to be fired for causing a scene. But she didn't know the werewolf executives weren't judging her—they were kneeling. Because her shifting scent just proved she was carrying the first human-werewolf Alpha heir in a century.🐺 ad.readinkapp.com

"Spit it out. Who knocked you up?" my human supervisor sneered, tossing my ruined reports to the floor. I gagged, clapping a hand over my mouth. The strong scent of werewolf coffee brewing nearby sent my stomach violently churning. I barely made it to the trash can before throwing up everything. Whispers erupted. Human employees didn't get morning sickness this severe unless they were carrying a beast's pup. Suddenly, the room's temperature plummeted. Brad Rayne—the terrifying Alpha CEO I accidentally slept with a month ago in Room 716—parted the crowd. He bypassed the terrified manager, stepping right into my mess without hesitation. He pressed a hot towel against my trembling mouth, his amber eyes flashing gold as he pulled me into his chest. "Is my heir making you this miserable, Elle? Or do we need to execute whoever just yelled at my pregnant mate?" ad.readinkapp.com

A hot shower and a lot of soap.💦 That was all it took to wash away the Alpha's thick knotting fluids, or so I thought. I didn't even know his true identity until I started working at Rayne Group. He was my new boss. I hid my secret well, making sure to avoid him at all costs. But today, my knees buckled, and I collapsed right in front of his desk. When I opened my eyes, I was lying in his private medical suite. Brad was standing over my bed, a crushed blood test report in his massive fist. The fury radiating from his rigid body made it hard to breathe. He leaned over, placing one hand on either side of my head, trapping me. "You scrubbed yourself clean," he whispered dangerously, his eyes glowing a terrifying gold. "Tell me, how does it feel to know my seed survived and conquered your womb?"🔞 ad.readinkapp.com