Collection-My Alpha Bets I'll Beg for His Love Like a Mutt

Alpha Dylan Blackwood’s secretary was pregnant— And the pup was his. On the ninth anniversary of our mate bond, he brought her home. Casually, like it meant nothing, he threw orders at me: “She’s a picky eater. From now on, no repeat meals.” “She’s timid. Someone’s gotta sleep with her at night. Pack your shit and move to the guest room.” I didn’t say a word. I just grabbed the suitcase I’d packed a long time ago and walked toward the door. Maya, the maid, tried to stop me, but Dylan only sneered. “Let her throw a tantrum. She’ll be back in three days, crying and begging.” Everyone in the room laughed. Right there, in front of me, they started placing bets— A million bucks on how long I’d last. They said I wouldn’t even survive one night. By morning, they said, I’d come crawling back like a stray mutt, whimpering for Dylan to take me in. But what they didn’t know— Outside, a black Maybach was already waiting for me. This time, I wasn’t bluffing. I was really leaving.

Oleh LUCI