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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

On a tranquil evening, I strolled to the outskirts of the realm, seeking peace in the silence. The brisk air enveloped me, and I paused to inhale deeply, hoping to clear my thoughts and soothe my troubled heart—if only briefly.


Little did I know, my feet had guided me here for a purpose I had yet to discover.


In the dim light ahead, I spotted a silhouette near a large garbage container, nestled between two massive oak trees. The soft glow barely revealed her features, but it was undoubtedly Lady Sophia.


She seemed out of place, as if hiding. Why would she come to such a remote location?


I concealed myself behind the nearest tree, my curiosity compelling me to observe her actions.


Soon after, Sophia retrieved her phone and initiated a call. Her voice was hushed but audible.


Shortly, a man's voice resonated through the quiet night as she activated the speakerphone.


Chapter 8