After I Let Go My Alpha, He Knelt in Regret Read Online
Synopsis:
When I regained consciousness, the pain between my legs was excruciating. The harsh scent of wolfsbane and silver–nfused antiseptic assaulted my heightened senses. With trembling hands, I reached beneath the hospital blanket. My belly was flat. Empty. My pup- our pup – was gone. My wolf howled in anguish within me, but I couldn’t even find the strength to echo her cry. Only tears flowed uncontrollably down my cheeks.
As a pup, I nearly drowned in the moonlit river during a pack hunt. The hypothermia damaged my wolf’s connection to the moon – my body temperature never fully recovered, my transformations became erratic and painful during the full moons, and pack healers warned that this unstable shifting might prevent me from ever carrying a pup to term. The moonlight that should strengthen our kind now seemed to weaken my wolf instead.
But Thorne adored pups. After our mating ceremony, I began the ancient fertility rituals. For years, I never missed a session with the pack healer, choking down bitter herbs and undergoing painful treatments that made even my wolf whimper.
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Synopsis:
When I regained consciousness, the pain between my legs was excruciating. The harsh scent of wolfsbane and silver–nfused antiseptic assaulted my heightened senses. With trembling hands, I reached beneath the hospital blanket. My belly was flat. Empty. My pup- our pup – was gone. My wolf howled in anguish within me, but I couldn’t even find the strength to echo her cry. Only tears flowed uncontrollably down my cheeks.
As a pup, I nearly drowned in the moonlit river during a pack hunt. The hypothermia damaged my wolf’s connection to the moon – my body temperature never fully recovered, my transformations became erratic and painful during the full moons, and pack healers warned that this unstable shifting might prevent me from ever carrying a pup to term. The moonlight that should strengthen our kind now seemed to weaken my wolf instead.
But Thorne adored pups. After our mating ceremony, I began the ancient fertility rituals. For years, I never missed a session with the pack healer, choking down bitter herbs and undergoing painful treatments that made even my wolf whimper.
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