After His Ex-Luna's Pregnancy, I Married My Nemesis Fast

Alpha Payton’s three-months-pregnant ex-Luna had just returned to Moonstone Pack. On the way to our wedding, he shoved me out of the car without hesitation. “You can grab a cab to the ceremony,” he said casually. “Clara got lost at the airport.” Then, with a solemn look, he added, “The pup is mine. Taking care of her and the baby is my lifelong duty. I’ll look after her until she finds a new mate.” My voice trembled. “What about me?” “You’re my mate. My future,” he said firmly—before slamming the door shut. Hundreds of wedding cars roared off, leaving me on the roadside in my gown, crying and laughing like a fool. When my phone lit up with a familiar number, I wiped my tears and answered. On the other end, Alpha Cole sounded almost hurt. “Anna, I was joking about eloping—did I really scare you off from your own wedding?” I smiled faintly. “No need to elope, Cole… let’s just get married.”

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