Daddy Alpha I’m In Heat (Lily and Connor) novel Chapter 61

Lily

I–I swear I stopped breathing. I heard his words echoed in my ears.

“You were pregnant before I fucked you?”

“Okay. Fine. You want the truth?

“Yes! Yes, I am!” I shouted it before I could stop myself, my voice echoing through the room like it had been waiting years to explode out of my throat. My hands were shaking. My chest was tight. But I said it again, louder. “Yes, I’m pregnant!”

Alex just stood there like he couldn’t breathe. Like the words punched him.

And I didn’t stop.

“I thought my pup died, okay? I thought it was gone. I thought they killed it. Because before they brought me here–before they dumped me like trash and shoved me into this new life–they injected something inside me. In my v****a, Alex. Do you hear me? They put something in my body without even telling me what it was.”

I was pacing now. My eyes were hot. My throat was burning. I couldn’t even tell if I was angry or heartbroken or both. Maybe everything.

“I was bleeding. I was cramping. And I thought that was it. I thought they killed my pup before it even had a chance.”

My wolf growled inside me, low and furious, her voice coiling around my ribs like wildfire.

(They tried to erase it. But they failed. And now it lives. It grows. It is ours.)

I pressed a hand to my stomach. Just for a second. Just long enough to feel something that wasn’t pain.

“So yeah. I’m pregnant. And I’m glad. I’m so glad whatever they injected into me didn’t work. Because this pup? This baby inside me? It’s mine. I don’t care what anyone says. I will fight for it.”

Alex opened his mouth, but I cut him off because I wasn’t finished.

“And you don’t get to act surprised! I told you I had a mate! I told you from the start. You didn’t want to listen. You didn’t even care.

You just “I swallowed, my lips trembling. “You just fucked me. Mercilessly.”

His jaw clenched, but I didn’t back down. My eyes burned, my fingers curling at my sides like they didn’t know if they wanted to hit him or hold him.

“And I won’t lie,” I whispered, a bitter little laugh slipping from my throat, “I enjoyed it. God. That’s the worst part. I felt something. This insane, burning, tethered thing between us. Like the universe was daring me to want you.”

(Because he’s yours, my wolf purred darkly, smug as hell. He’s your second mate, Lily. You feel it because it’s real.)

“According to my wolf,” I said, louder now, my gaze never leaving Alex’s stunned face, “you’re my second mate.”

His entire body flinched.

“But I already have a first mate,” I added, lifting my chin. “His name is Connor. He marked me first.

He claimed me before all this. And I still feel that bond.”

I let the words sink in. I let the ache and heat tangle together in my chest like barbed wire and honey.

“And yeah…” I leaned in a little, just enough for my voice to drop into something sinfully soft. ” Fucking you was good. It was more than good. It made my toes curl and my wolf howl and my head spin until I forgot who I was.”

He looked like he was going to break.

And I smiled. Sweet. Devilish. A little broken. A little drunk on the chaos of it all.

“But hey… maybe I don’t have to choose. Maybe I’ll just take you both.”

I tilted my head, winked, and added with a wicked Jittle shrug, “Two mates. Two cocks. One girl.

Sounds like heaven to me.”

(Or trouble, my wolf muttered, but I could feel her grinning.*)

“You know what’s crazy?” I kept going, because once I started, I couldn’t stop. “The fact that I should hate you. I should slap you. I should scream at you for touching me like that when I told you I had a mate. When I was confused. When I was hurting. But I can’t even say I regret it.”

I laughed again, but this time it was softer, almost breathless, like the truth was too big to hold inside my chest.

“I should be crying. I should be furious. And yeah, I am. But also? I keep replaying it in my head. The way you looked at me. The way you touched me like I was already yours. Like my body didn’t belong to anyone else. And it made me feel so fucking wanted, Alex. It made me feel like I wasn’t just a pawn or a victim or someone’s rejected omega. I felt powerful.”

(He worshipped you, my wolf whispered, smug. Even if he pretended not to. He knew. The second he tasted you, he knew you were his.)

I stepped closer, slowly, until we were almost chest to chest. My hand hovered near my stomach again, not because I was showing it off, but because I needed to remind myself that it was real.

That this was real.

“And maybe I should feel guilty for saying this,” I breathed, my voice going all low and sinful, “but I liked how rough you were. I liked how you didn’t ask for permission. I liked how my name sounded on your lips like it was a curse and a prayer at the same time.”

His eyes darkened, and I swear I felt his whole aura shift, but I didn’t let it shake me. I just kept going.

“I like that I can still feel you inside me. I like that my body aches in places I didn’t even know could ache. I like that every time I close my eyes, I see your face between my legs. I hear your voice in my

head, telling me I’m yours.”

(He wants you, my wolf moaned. Say it. Say it again. Make him burn.)

“And yeah, I’ve got a mate. Connor. Sweet, beautiful, strong Connor who was there before everything fell apart. Who marked me like he was saving me.”

I paused. Bit my lip. Swallowed the tightness in my throat.

“But you?” I whispered. “You ruined me, Alex. You didn’t save me. You wrecked me. You tore through every wall I built and didn’t even care if it hurt. And I let you. I fucking let you.”

My eyes were wild now. Wet. Fierce. Honest.

“So what if I want both of you?” I whispered, tilting my head again like it was the most casual thing in the world. “So what if I want my sweet first mate and my savage second mate in the same bed? What if I want to be claimed by both? What if I want to wake up with your teeth on my neck and his lips on my thighs and both of your scents all over me until I can’t even tell who I’m moaning for anymore?”

(Tell him, my wolf hissed. Tell him you’ll kneel. Tell him you’ll beg.)

Then, with absolutely no hesitation, he said it.

“Get rid of the child.”

My heart didn’t just stop. It cracked. My stomach turned so hard I nearly choked on air. For a second, I genuinely thought I misheard him. I blinked, tried to read his face, tried to understand what could possibly justify that kind of sentence leaving his mouth.

“What?” I whispered, barely able to form the word. “What did you just say to me?”

His face didn’t change. Not even a twitch of regret.

“I said get rid of it,” he repeated, like it was nothing. Like he was telling me to throw away trash. “I can’t fuck you when you’ve got another man’s pup in your belly.”

I stared at him. I stared so hard my vision blurred. My lips parted, but nothing came out at first. Not ribs until my hands curled into fists, not until my wolf howled so loud in my chest I thought my would snap.

“You have got to be kidding me,” I said, stepping back, breathing hard, every inch of my body shaking now. “Are you fucking insane, Alex?”

I didn’t even wait for him to answer.

“You want me to kill my baby because it makes you uncomfortable? You think I’ll just walk into some room and let someone rip it out of me like it’s nothing?

I pressed my palm against my stomach, like I could shield the life inside me from him.

“I would never kill my child!”

His jaw clenched, but I didn’t care. He had the nerve to stand there and call himself an Alpha, but he couldn’t handle the fact that I wasn’t untouched? That I wasn’t his first?

“Fuck you, Alex,” I hissed, eyes burning with hot, furious tears. “Not like your dick was even that good.”

His eyes darkened.

But I wasn’t scared of him anymore. Not after what I’d been through. Not after being drugged, torn apart, dragged from my mate, and still finding a way to survive.

“I will not get rid of my baby. Not for you. Not for anyone. I don’t care if you never look at me again.

I don’t care if you walk away and pretend I don’t exist. I will raise this pup with claws and rage if I have to. Alone. Do you hear me? Alone.”

My wolf was pacing inside me now, baring her teeth.

(He doesn’t deserve us. Let him try. I’ll tear out his throat before he touches us again.)

“I’m not ashamed of this child,” I said through my teeth. “I’m not ashamed of the bond I had before you. And I’m sure as hell not ashamed that I survived. So don’t you dare stand there and talk to me like I’m some filthy mistake you made in a moment of weakness. You knew exactly what you were doing when you touched me. You didn’t ask. You didn’t care.

I stepped even closer.

“You’re not a man, Alex. You’re not a mate. You’re just a coward who couldn’t handle the truth.”

I breathed in sharply, letting the silence swallow him whole.

“And guess what? That pup will be born. And it will be loved. And it will never know the name of the man who tried to kill it.”

Then I turned my back to him and walked toward the door.

(You did good, my wolf whispered. You protected what matters. Let him choke on his regret.)

And then he grabbed me.

His hand fisted in my hair so fast I yelped, and before I could even turn around, he yanked me backward.

Pain shot down my spine as he dragged me back, and I stumbled, my feet skidding against the floor.

“Let me go, Alex!” I screamed, twisting in his grip, trying to claw his hand off me. “What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!”

My nails scraped at his wrist, and I jerked as hard as I could. “You’re hurting me!”