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Chapter 7
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2026-07-03 13:37:28
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Rejected and Pregnant I Fled The Pack Chapter 12
Damon pov I sat hunched over my desk, phone pressed to my ear for what felt like the hundredth call that week, another tracker on the other end delivering the same frustrating non-answer I'd been getting for months. "Nothing new, Alpha. Whoever set her up with that vehicle registration did a thorough job scrubbing it. We've hit dead ends in three counties now." "Keep looking." My voice came out rougher than I intended, exhaustion and frustration bleeding into every word. "Widen the search radius. She has to have surfaced somewhere by now." I ended the call and dropped the phone onto the desk, dragging both hands down my face. Three months. Three months of dead ends, of favors called in, of trackers combing through neutral territories and human towns with nothing to show for it except my own mounting desperation. And then, without warning, something shifted in my chest. A flutter. Faint, strange, entirely unlike anything I'd felt through the bond before—not the raw grief or fury
Rejected and Pregnant I Fled The Pack Chapter 11
Evelyn pov The nausea hit without warning, same as it always did lately, twisting through my stomach hard enough that I barely made it to the small bathroom at the back of the diner before I was sick. I knelt there on the cold tile, one hand braced against the wall, waiting for the worst of it to pass. It had been like this for weeks now—not constant, not predictable, just sudden and vicious whenever it decided to strike, usually at the worst possible moments. Halfway through inventory. In the middle of a conversation with Pete about kitchen tile. Now, apparently, at the end of a long day of sanding down the old counter, exhaustion catching up with my body in the cruelest way possible. When it finally passed, I sat back against the wall, breathing hard, one hand instinctively finding its way to the curve of my stomach. *A cheater's pup.* The thought arrived unbidden, ugly and unwelcome, and I hated myself a little for thinking it even as it settled into my chest like a stone. It
Rejected and Pregnant I Fled The Pack Chapter 10
Evelyn pov Three months. That's how long it took me to find this place—a small town called Millbrook Junction, tucked into neutral territory where pack law held no sway, where humans and unaffiliated wolves lived alongside each other without anyone asking too many questions about where you'd come from or why you'd left. Three months of driving, of temporary jobs in temporary towns, of sleeping in motels and eventually a rented room above a hardware store, before I finally found somewhere that felt like it might actually hold still long enough to build something. I stood in the empty storefront on Main Street, sunlight slanting through the dusty front windows, and let myself imagine it the way I had a hundred times before, back when imagining it felt like a betrayal of the life I was supposed to be living. A diner. My diner. I'd wanted this for years—long before Damon, long before the pack politics and Luna training and mate bonds had swallowed up every plan I'd ever made for myse
Rejected and Pregnant I Fled The Pack Chapter 9
Damon pov I stalked into my office and slammed the door hard enough that the frame cracked along one hinge, the sound splintering through the room like a gunshot. I barely registered it. Barely registered anything except the hollow, ringing static that had taken up residence in my chest since I'd watched her car disappear down that drive. *She left me.* I said it out loud, to no one, my voice sounding foreign even to my own ears. *She actually left me.* I paced the length of my office, back and forth, my wolf pacing right alongside me in some parallel current of misery, both of us equally useless, equally unable to fix the thing we'd broken. Every lap past my desk brought fresh waves of it—disbelief curdling into panic, panic curdling into a kind of directionless fury that had nowhere productive to land. I pulled out my phone before I'd even consciously decided to. *Evelyn, please answer me.* I stared at the screen for a full minute after sending it, willing three dots to appea
Rejected and Pregnant I Fled The Pack Chapter 8
Evelyn pov I made it maybe ten miles past the pack border before my body betrayed me again. The nausea hit sudden and vicious, cramping through my stomach with no warning at all, and I barely managed to swerve onto the shoulder of the empty road before flinging the door open and losing what little I'd managed to eat that morning. I knelt there in the gravel, one hand braced against the car for balance, and let my body finish what it needed to, tears streaming down my face somewhere in the middle of it all, though I couldn't have said anymore whether I was crying from the physical sickness or the emotional wreckage still throbbing beneath it. When it finally passed, I sat back against the car door, breathing hard, staring out at the empty stretch of road ahead of me. Trees on either side, no pack lands in sight anymore, no compound, no Damon. Just me, alone, further from everything I'd ever known than I'd been in my entire life. *Even if I'm pregnant, I'm not going back.* The thou
Rejected and Pregnant I Fled The Pack Chapter 7
Damon pov I stood frozen in the wreckage of her room for maybe three seconds before my legs made the decision my mind was still arguing with, and I was running. Down the hallway, past pack members who scattered out of my way, down the stairs two at a time, out through the front doors into the grey morning light. I caught sight of her immediately—Evelyn, duffel bag slung over one shoulder, already crossing the compound toward the small lot where the pack kept a handful of vehicles for runs into town. "Evelyn!" She didn't stop. Didn't even slow down, her strides purposeful and fast, like she'd already rehearsed this exact path in her mind sometime during the sleepless night before. I caught up to her just as she reached her car, my hand landing on the door before she could pull it open. She turned to face me, and whatever composure I'd been clinging to on the walk over threatened to shatter entirely at the look in her eyes—not the raw grief from the night before, not even the hard
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