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I have been Alpha Maxwell's partner for many years and have been pregnant five times, but I still don't have a female wolf cub.
Until this time, Maxwell grabbed my neck and threatened me:
"If the test results show that it is still a female wolf cub, then you will never have another child in your life."
He tied me to the cold operating table with a bloody knife in his hand.
"If you can't give birth, find someone else."

The Alpha's Cruel Pursuit of an Heir

I spent several days meticulously planning my strategy, aiming to uncover Sophia's malicious intentions and safeguard as many pack members as possible before time ran out.


"I'll make sure Folklore's members are assembled, Alpha... I'll inform you once everything is ready. Thank you," I said as I ended the call. Just as I put the phone down, Maxwell walked in, his expression filled with doubt.


"Alpha? Who were you speaking to, Evelyn?" He questioned firmly.


I grinned, trying to dismiss his concern. "It's nothing you should be worried about."


He seized my arm, forcing me to look at him. "I asked you something." His tone was more forceful this time. "Who were you talking to?"


I met his stern gaze unflinchingly and answered with a touch of rebelliousness, "That's not your concern."


His grasp tightened, but I remained composed. "By the way," I added, feigning indifference, "I've come to a decision. I'm certain you'll be thrilled to hear it."


Chapter 12