Bullied Pregnant Mate
He tormented me to tears and rejected me. Now, I have to pretend to be his mate.
I was the black sheep, the useless one everyone laughed at. I moved away when I could.
But now I’m back for an inheritance. There’s just one condition: I have to get married.
That’s when my bully says he’ll pretend to be my mate. He just didn’t tell me he’d also knock me up…
I’m used to his humiliation, to his condescending comments.
I don’t know why he offered to be my mate, but he said we could pretend.
We just need to act the part, to be convincing.
But that’s hard when the wolf inside of me knows what she really wants.
I’m intoxicated by his smell, my eyes glued to his firefighter body. But I must not forget.
I must not forget about his cruelty, no matter how softly he strokes my chest.
I must not forget what he’s capable of, no matter how sugar-sweet his tongue tastes.
We are just pretending…until my period is late and I panic.
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