Pregnant And Rejected: His Wolfless Mate

Melody

I was basking in the joy of the moment as I discovered that my long-time crush, the prince of Mallory kingdom is my mate.

I couldn't wait to tell him.

I ran for hours, from my father's pack to the palace; just to give the news to my supposed mate.

Derek would often avoid me every time I tried to speak to him. I don't know why, but he seems to hate me.

My teenage mind was overwhelmed by the news that I didn't stop to think of what would happen if I told him. I was too happy. I thought the mate bond would just make him love me regardless of how he felt before.

I arrived at the palace, panting like a dog. I was allowed entrance since that wasn't the first time I visited the Princess.

But this time, instead of the Princess's chamber, I went straight to the Prince's. I was blushing like a fool as I opened the door, just like I used to whenever I accompanied Sophia.

He raised his head slightly but reverted his gaze as soon as he saw me.

"What Is it? Tell Sophia I'm too busy, I don't want to be disturbed."

His voice was harsh; making me want to cower away from telling him, but my excitement got the better of me. I gathered the amount of courage I could summon and decided to tell him.

"I didn't come for Sophia."

"Then? He couldn't wait to shoo me out.

"I came to tell you something."

"Out with it!" He sounded hasty; as if he couldn't wait to send me off. As if my presence was poisonous to him.

"I... We ..... I'm... Did you know...

"Would you mind leaving until you have something meaningful coming out of your mouth?"

No. I shook my head. I must tell him.

"Did you know that we... That I'm your mate? Your destined mate." I foolishly emphasized as if he wouldn't understand until I add that.

The look on his face tells me that he already knew.

"So?" His cold response confirmed my thoughts. He already knew.

"I thought _ I wanted to _"

My voice got stuck in my throat as I was suddenly pinned to the wall. Derek growled and grabbed my neck.

"Did you tell anyone?" He breathes into my face.

I couldn't speak since my neck was tight in his grip. I could only shake my head.

"Who else did you tell?! Answer me!"

He realized that I couldn't give a response, since he was holding tightly to my neck.

"Speak before I tear your head off your body!"

"I _ didn't _ tell anyone." I managed to cough out the words.

"Better. Now scram! Never show your face to me ever!"

"I'm _ I'm your mate." I foolishly repeated as if that would change anything.

"I don't want a spineless, gutless, wolfless mutton like you for a mate!"

"But _ " I stuttered, unable to say a word under his scrutiny.

I didn't get to say the words on my tongue before he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his wide chest. He leaned close to my ear, so he could whisper loud enough for me to hear.

His cold voice sends a shiver down my spine as he said, "I Derek Marvin, reject you as my mate!"

Without waiting to hear what I had to say. He tossed me out.

My legs felt weak and I fell on the floor outside the door of his workspace. My eyes sting, but I wasn't ready to prove him right.

He called me spineless.

I swept myself off the ground and left the palace. My steps became heavy as I walked back to my father's pack; reminding me of how far I'd come.

Derek's words pierced through me like knives. Cutting and slashing mercilessly through my entire body.

I didn't know how far I'd come in such a short time until I was walking through the endless lane. Seems that heaven also decided to punish me for being foolish, it suddenly started pouring.

What was I even thinking?

Was I expecting Derek to jump on me and kiss me as soon as I told him I was his mate?

He hated me and he never ceases to show this.

How could I think that he would accept me with open arms?

Foolish! That word fits me too well.

I walked back home and let myself drench in the rain. At least, it did me the favor of washing my tears away.

I was able to cry my heart out.

Out there in the rain, I took a vow never to be weak or gutless. I will never be that spineless girl anymore.

Henceforth, I will never be the same!

~~~~~~~~~~

A few days after my nineteenth birthday, I was called to my father's study. He must have something important to say otherwise, he wouldn't summon me.

Everyone was already waiting when I arrived.

"Good day father," I tried to sound calm.

My heart was racing. Even though I knew I haven't done anything wrong, I couldn't help being afraid.

"You're late!" Father snarled. His eyes stared daggers at me.

"I'm sorry father, I slept in."

That was the only excuse I could think of. I can't afford father's anger and judging from the look on his face, I might be in for a lot more than just his angry display.

"Father, let's get on with this." Malfoy urged.

Malfoy is my little brother and even though I'm two years older than he is, he looks bigger with broad shoulders and an amazing physique.

"Yes father," My elder brother, Malcolm added.

Those two are my father's favorite. With handsome faces, perfect bodies and height, and a wolf. All of which I do not possess.

"This is about the coming event of my coronation." Father began; reminding me that he is to be named the viscount of Mallory's kingdom. "I want everything in perfect order. You should be on your best behavior. Do not disgrace me."

Those words were directed at me. I know it because Father's eyes were on me as he spoke.

"Is that clear?!" Father thundered, snapping me to reality.

"Ye... Yes, father!" I nod fervently.

I wonder why my heart is thumping so hard. I'm sure everyone can hear how fast my heart raced.

"The king and his entire family along with some other important guests, will all be here," Father was now standing before me. "I won't tolerate any misbehavior or clumsiness."

I knew he was talking to me. He didn't have to stand before me. Now, I'm scared out of my wits.

"Noted father," Malfoy came to my rescue.

He held my already sweaty hand and squeezed it; transferring some warmth through it.

I felt a little relaxed and collected enough to respond to father.

"Noted father," I repeated.

"Good, now leave." I flinched at my father's voice. I didn't wait to be told the second time.

Once I was out; leaving the intelligent people to discuss the coronation. Father only has the warning to pass to me. I wasn't part of the team. I do not get to plan or make arrangements with them.

The benefit of having a wolf, I guess.

I do not have the luxury of that since I'm Wolfless.

I was happy to be out. I was able to release my breath as soon as I got out. As I walk back to my room, I get to replay all of my father's warnings in my head.

I'd rather not attend the function than be an embarrassment.

The following day was father's coronation. I noticed that several guests already arrived. Everyone was busy, I was the only one with nothing to do.

I returned to my room and decided to sleep, but then I knew that would make me incur my father's wrath. I immediately went to take a bath to prepare for the banquet.

Soon it was time for the coronation. I dragged myself to the banquet hall against my wish, since we have to welcome the royal entourage.

The Prince walked towards us with a few others following behind him, including Sophia.

"Welcome, your royal highnesses," I curtsied.

"Melody!" Sophia hugs me; disregarding her image. "It's been so long."

"Manners, Sophia!" The Prince whispered, more like he was yelling in a low voice.

His hatred for me is apparent on his face. I wonder what I have done to make him hate me so much.

As much as I would love to avoid seeing him, I couldn't help it. We have to welcome our guests, courtesy demands.

The coronation was successful and I managed to stay calm. I didn't ruin the day and I am grateful for that.

I got up to return to my room. Not that my absence will be noticed.

Besides, I've had a little too much to drink thanks to Malcolm and Malfoy.

They wanted me to have fun and I did until Derek's face appeared before me. He was Malcolm's friend, so it was natural for him to share some wine with him.

I decided to take a stroll in the garden to clear my head.

I'm so over the Prince. My silly crush on him has washed away in the rain that night, two years ago. But I wonder why I feel unhappy seeing those young ladies fawning over him.

I'm over him! I'm so over him. I chanted to remind my heart.

My vision was hazy as I got up to go. I managed to maintain a ladylike posture as I walked back to my room.

I was grinning widely, happy that I didn't embarrass Father today. I'll probably get a pat on my head tomorrow.

Just when I thought my day was perfect, I suddenly heard someone's voice from behind me. I couldn't make up what was happening until everything went dark and the last I heard was, "This one should do."

Derek

"What is wrong, your highness." Donovan, my best friend asks as he stands by my side.

"I think, I have been drugged."

"What?!" He hissed.

"Shh _ " I stood up and pinned his shoulder. "We mustn't alert the enemy."

"How do you feel?" Donovan was worried about me. It was evident on his face and how his body trembled from anger.

"I _ " I grit my teeth as the drug heats my lower body; making me crave a woman's body.

I hate feeling weak, I was vulnerable to this drug. The more I tried to fight, the harder it grips me.

"Get me some random woman. I need to relieve myself!"

I stood up and tapped my muddled head. To help me stay awake. My vision was becoming blurry but I still remember the way to the room allocated to me upon our arrival at the Shadow Pack.

Shadow Pack is a pack under my father's jurisdiction and one of the six packs we rule over. Plus, the Alpha of the shadow pack and my father were best of friends. They still are.

Father wanted me to attend the coronation banquet of his friend since he had to attend to some urgent matters.

I hate visiting this pack, especially this family. It's for no other reason but for the family's daughter.

She gushes over me at every chance she gets.

I get irked just by the mere sight of her. I don't know why this happens or why I hate her. Everything made sense when I found out that she was born without a wolf.

That explains it all.

However, something else happened that fanned the flames of my hatred toward her. I discovered that she was my mate shortly after she clocked sixteen.

The moon goddess has to be kidding!

I mean, how? Just how will she make a girl like Melody my mate?

She has nothing that I could want and to top it all she has no wolf; meaning she is human.

How much I detest that weak race, only I could tell.

She is always scared. She can barely speak without stuttering. What am I supposed to do with such?

No way!

I rejected her and hoped for a second chance mate. Otherwise, I'll have to pick a strong she-wolf worthy to walk the journey of eternity with me.

The knock on the door brought me back to the present. I stayed buried under the cold shower to help ease my burning desire to ram my cock Into some hole.

The urge is driving me crazy.

I know Donovan must have brought in the woman as I ordered. Without thinking further, I hop out of the bathroom.

I put off the lights in the room to avoid getting recognized. I do not want to see her face. I don't want to be reminded of this night, so I took away everything that could remind me. If I don't know who she is then I can't remember having anything to do with her. Likewise, I can't have the lady go about telling everyone about this.

As soon as the lights were out, I went straight to bed. My hands came in contact with the softest skin I'd ever touched. Her scent was intoxicating; pulling me right to her.

She cringed as my cold hands touched her. I traced my hands over her body. I was wondering why she wasn't making any sound.

Did she anticipate this?

My hand went to her face. I noticed that something was stuffed in her mouth, probably to stop her from screaming.

However, my urge to kiss her pushed me to take out the gag. She tried to scream as soon as the gag was out, but I kissed her; turning her screams into a low muffle.

I pinned her down and tore out her dress swiftly. My hand traced every part of her body as I familiarize myself with her body.

My mind was hazy. I couldn't think about anything but ramming into her.

She was soft and sweet. Her mouth tasted like a freshly bloomed strawberry. I couldn't stop kissing her.

I pulled her legs apart and slid in, However, I felt an obstruction. It's her first time.

I wanted to stop this.

I so badly want to stop. I do not want to ruin someone's life just to ease myself, but this one was one sweet dessert I do not want to part with.

I find myself getting addicted to her lips. I return to it after every breath break.

I'll compensate her. I concluded. That washed away my guilt. Without further delay. I was inside her.

I groaned at her warmth.

She was warm and tight. Her warmth drove me crazy, a lot worse than the aphrodisiac in my body.

Soon she stopped struggling. She must have succumbed to fate or she got tired of struggling. After all, the deed was done, but I was far from being done.

I took her in every way possible. In every part of the room. I was amazed at her submission, but my desire for her overrides my thinking.

I didn't realize how long it's been until Donovan knocked on the door.

"Your highness, it's almost dawn. We should leave."

Yes, he's right.

I should leave. I don't want people to find me here in this room with this strange woman. However, I didn't want to part with her. I wanted more of her.

I took her one last time. This time I tried to be as gentle as I could, that was my parting gift to her.

I wanted to speak to her. To assure her that she will be well compensated, but I couldn't. That would expose my identity.

I took a bath and changed my clothes. When I returned to the room she was fast asleep. She must be tired. It's a good thing she didn't pass out on me.

I was fighting the urge to take a look at her face.

No. I stopped myself. I don't want to be attached.

I ordered new clothes for her and left for the palace. I informed no one of my departure, not even Sophia.

The entire time through the journey all I could think about was the feeling of her body under me. How perfect it was.

I was off the effect of the aphrodisiac, but I still craved her body. I dragged myself to my room and took a cold bath, but that didn't help at all.

Days went by, but not once did I forget what happened at the Shadow Pack. That lady, her body. Her soft muffled moans. The warmth of her insides, I was haunted by everything.

She was all I could think of. I brought in several ladies but none could fill the void she left in me, not even my fiancee, Miranda.

"Who was that lady?" I finally decide to ask.

"Who?" Donovan was confused. He didn't seem to understand my question and I don't blame him. Every other person would forget a one-night sexcapade but I couldn't.

I've fantasized about her. I even nurture the thought of doing it again with her.

"The woman you brought in at shadow Pack." The short description was enough to remind him.

"Oh," Donovan nods as he remembers.

I was holding my heart, hoping and praying it won't be someone I'd despise. Donovan frowned and shook his head.

"I don't know."

"You don't know what?" I ask with dread.

"I don't know her." He repeated.

My head spun as he said this. How could he be so careless?

"You don't know her?" I found myself yelling. I don't know why I was, especially since this was supposed to be a secret.

"Yes, your highness," Donovan repeated

"How could you do that?!" I brushed my hand through my hair and hissed. This is my cock speaking not me.

Here I was, fantasizing and dreaming of having another sexcapade with this woman, but Donovan doesn't even know her?

"How could you do that? How could you pick just anyone?" I snarled.

"With all due respect your highness," Donovan bowed. "You wanted a random woman and I got you one."

Melody

I opened my eyes slowly and looked around. I was in the infirmary. I sat up immediately and turned to see Malcolm standing beside me.

He was worried.

How did I get here? I wondered.

I was in the dining hall with my parents and brothers, and we were having dinner. It was the first time we had dinner together and father had nothing to complain about.

Usually, he always has a lot to say. Sometimes it's always about my sitting posture. Other times it's about my eating habits. Lately, I've been eating a lot, and I'm sure he must have noticed this too.

"What happened?" I asked as I sat up.

Malcolm was beside me in a jiffy. He brushed his hand through my hair and rubbed my face. "How do you feel? Are you okay?"

His worry-filled tone only scared me further. From the dining hall to the Infirmary. How did that happen?

"How did I get here?" I replied with a question of my own.

"You fainted." He replied in his usual sweet tone.

"What?!" I screamed in alarm. "I fainted in the dining hall? Why?"

Malcolm stared at me meaningfully. He didn't respond. That question sounds dumb, and I know it, but I couldn't help but ask.

My father was there. He must have seen me faint.

"You do know that I will protect you, right?" He took my hands in his.

"Yes..." I drew my answer.

"Tell me who it is."

Now I'm frightened. Though I do not understand what he was saying, I know that it isn't good. The look on his face said it all.

"Who is what?" I asked with my eyes keenly fixed on Malcolm.

He stood up but didn't speak.

"Tell me who the bastard is that got you pregnant!" It was Malfoy who spoke as he came in.

"Bastard that...." I wanted to ask why he was speaking in such a language. Then it hit me, the rest of his words.

"I'm what?"

I was stunned. I jumped out of bed and stared wide-eyed at my brothers.

"No. This can't be true." I shook my head as I watched the expression on their faces.

They were sad and _ disappointed.

"Who is it Mel, tell me. I'm going to kill him!"

Malfoy was mad. He wasn't spouting an empty threat. I know him well enough to know that if I gave him a name, that person would be dead before he knows what hit him.

These two are the strongest in the shadow pack after father, and they are both on the list of the top ten strongest werewolves in the entire Mallory kingdom.

But what do I do? I don't even know who it was. I can't tell them who he is if I don't know him myself.

"How did this happen?" Malcolm's calm voice came again. He was holding me to his bosom as if to make sure that I won't run off.

I looked up from his broad chest. Opening and closing my mouth like a fish. I didn't know what to say or where to begin.

"I don't know." I managed to mutter amidst tears.

It sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?

How do I go about explaining to everyone that I got pregnant at nineteen and I don't know who is responsible?

"When?"

I knew he was asking when it happened. I gulped as I went down memory lane; taking my time to explain how it happened.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Malcolm was blaming himself. I could tell from the way his hands balled into a fist.

"I didn't know how I'd say it." I couldn't hold back the river of tears now flowing from my eyes down to my cheeks.

"You could have told us as soon as it happened. It would have been a lot easier to find that bastard!"

How could I do that?

My father had warned me not to embarrass him and that is exactly what would have happened if I had told my brothers what happened.

They will turn the banquet upside down to find the idiot that knocked me up.

"I didn't want to ruin my father's party," I whispered, my voice cracking as I spoke.

"Goddess, Mel! What were you even thinking? Malfoy appeared beside me and wiped my tears. "Father's party isn't as important as you are."

My brothers love me. They never cease to shower me with affection. They were always there to rescue me whenever I'm in trouble and right now, I'm sure they are beating themselves up for not being there when I needed them the most.

"I _ I was afraid." I snuggled closer to Malcolm's arms, and he held me. "I didn't want to embarrass Father."

That night I was mercilessly f*cked by whoever that man was. Toppled with the fact that I was drunk, everything happened too fast. I couldn't lift a finger, and by the time he finally let me go, I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I found myself in one of the guest rooms. I was alone and the only thing beside me were new sets of clothes.

I didn't wait around. I immediately put the clothes on and left the room. I can't afford to have someone spot me in that place. I'll be in big trouble if my father finds out.

I should have told my brothers. I should have spoken to them, but they were all resting in their rooms after the long night. I couldn't bear to disturb them.

Then Sophia visited me and told me about Derek's new girlfriend, the one he'd be marrying. I guess I was busy thinking about my life, Derek's rejection, and my poor fate that it skipped my mind to inform my brothers about what happened.

However, I never thought about getting pregnant. How is it possible to get pregnant when I only had sex that one time?

"Lies!" Father's hateful voice reverberated from the doorway as he arrived, holding mother's hand. "All lies!"

My body trembled as soon as I heard my father's voice. My hands were shaking, and my legs could barely stay on the ground.

He eyed me with disdain and moved closer to me, but Malcolm held me protectively in his arms. "Father, you're scaring her."

"I'm scaring her?" Father scoffed and turned towards my mother. "Did you see what she has done now? I told you to kill her when she was still young. I told you she'll bring us nothing but disgrace."

Those words were hurtful. My heart bled to hear my father say that to my face. I blinked back my tears, but they wouldn't stop.

"Honey, how did this happen?" Mother raised my chin.

"I don't know," I replied through tears.

"Did you hear that?" Father roared. His anger was at its peak. I could tell from the way his eyes glowed. He was glaring at me as if he would kill me if I stayed there longer. "She was busy sleeping around and she didn't know who got her pregnant!"

"No Father, Melody would never do that." Malfoy chimed in.

I'm so grateful to the goddess for the kind of brothers she gave me. I wish she chose a more caring father for me too.

"Then, how do you explain that?!" Father pointed towards my belly.

"She already told us, Father. Someone took advantage of our distraction during the banquet, and she was_"

"Spare me that crap!"

Father was emitting so much rage at the moment that I couldn't help but hide behind Malcolm.

"Did you really believe that someone would be bold enough to come into my manor to assault my daughter?!

Father's voice echoed loudly against the four walls of the Infirmary that the floor shook beneath my feet.

"If such a thing happened on the banquet night then it must have been with her consent otherwise the patrol guards would have heard her screams and rescued her."

"But father, what if_"

"Enough!" Father cut Malfoy before he could speak again. "I will not hear any more of those excuses!"

"Calm down, Maximus." Mother tried to keep my father away from me, but he didn't budge. His eyes were staring at me as if he would strangle me. "I cannot stay calm as long as I live under the same roof with this disgraceful child!"

"Father no, please." Malcolm pleaded, he seemed to already know what father was about to say.

"Henceforth, I will have no daughter by the name Melody! You are dead for us all!"

"Maximus, you cannot do that." Mother disagreed. "You cannot disown Melody just because she made a mistake?"

"Oh dear, I'll do a lot more than disown her!" Father hissed.

"Henceforth you are not welcome in my home or my pack. Get your disgraceful self out of my sight, now!"

"Father, that is not fair!"

"You are not being fair with your judgment. Why subject Melody to such a harsh punishment while the one who did this to her roams free."

Malcolm and Malfoy both disagreed with our father. It's the first time I've seen them go against him. This angered father and fueled his rage.

No matter how much they loved me. None of them could go against their alpha. Especially when the order was given in his alpha tone.

"That is my final decision, and you will all abide by it!"