My Alpha Wants His Mistress to Bear an Heir — Novel

About

In a world where loyalty is everything, Ember finds herself at the heart of a betrayal that shatters her dreams. She had envisioned a life filled with laughter, tiny paws, and the warmth of a family with Darius—the man she believed was her mate. But as she scrolls through social media, the sharp sting of heartbreak becomes undeniable when she sees a post announcing a future she never imagined: Elara, Darius's mistress, is expecting his pup.

As Ember grapples with the pain of losing the life she yearned for, she must confront the reality of her relationship with Darius. Will she stand by as he weaves a new future with someone else, or will she find the strength to reclaim her life and identity? With their bond unraveling, secrets and lies threaten to consume them both.

In a tale of love, loyalty, and the fight for self-worth, Ember must decide if she will continue to chase a dream that has turned into a nightmare or if she will embrace the unknown and carve her own path. Can she rise from the ashes of betrayal, or will she forever be haunted by the memories of what could have been?

My Alpha Wants His Mistress to Bear an HeirChapter 1

Ember's POV

"My love and I are expecting our first pup."

Elara’s post caption burned my heart and each word cut through me like a sharp claw.

Memories of what I had always wanted swirled in my chest, tightening each second. I had dreamt of having pups of my own—tiny paws stumbling towards me, calling me “Mom.”

I’d imagined teaching my daughter to shift for the first time, guiding her through the pain of the change, or watching my son’s first run beneath the full moon. I had wanted our house to be filled with the sound of young wolves, their playful growls echoing in the night.

But Darius? He had always brushed me off. Whenever I’d mentioned having our pup, he’d say the timing wasn’t right, or he wasn’t in the mood. He’d laugh, saying pups were too loud, too much trouble—like they were something to be pushed aside.

It wasn’t just the pups, though. I wanted that life with him, to build something lasting. But the more I tried to get close, the further away he drifted. It felt like I was chasing a dream that was always slipping out of my grasp.

Then things changed.

Darius began staying out late.