Chapter 4
Rachel’s POV
The sharp scent of antiseptic and medication stung my
tume my nostrils a splitting pain that made it impossible to open my eyes.
as mosciousness slowly returned to me.
My head throbbed with a
Every inch of my body ached as I lay motionless on what felt like a hospital bid, trying to piece together where I was.
Soft
ft voices f
filtered through the darkness–two women speaking in lied tones neatly.
“She’s in poor condition… I don’t think she can…
…she must recover first… conception…”
…perhaps there’s a chance… pregnancy… I have a supplement that helps… it promotes…”
My foggy mind registered sympathy for whoever this poor girl was they were discussing Someone in a difficult situation, apparently being prepared for pregnancy.
How awful.
As I drifted between consciousness and darkness, fragments of memories began resurfacing. I was Rachel Sullivan Alpha Henty of the Pine Ridge Pack
After my mother Marie died, I’d done everything possible to
for both my fo
my father and our pack.
daughter
I remembered the promise I’d made to my mother on her deathbed–hat Dad and I would take care of each other.
But no matter how desperately I tried, how I poured my very soul into meeting his expectations, it was never enough after Isabel entered our lives.
It felt like I simply faded into the background, my efforts meaningless. And now… the ultimate, soul–crushing betrayal: he hadn’t just discarded me, he’d sold me.
Sold me like chattel to the Alpha of the Ironjaw Pack. My heart fractured as the cold reality hit: my only worth, stripped away, reduced to the hollow function of being a breeder
A breeder… the word echoed like a final judgment, erasing everything I was, everything I hoped to be…
My eyes flew open as panic surged through me. I was here–I’d actually arrived at the Ironjaw Pack territory.
The last thing I remembered was climbing into Tyler’s car, watching raindrops slide down the window as we drove away from the “only home I’d ever known. Then my vision had blurred, and I’d fallen into a deep sleep.
But why was I in what appeared to be some kind of medical facility instead of being taken directly to Alpha Nathan!
she should be awake by now,” a female voice said nearby.
C
wave of dawning gror washed over me as I realized those women weren’t talking about some other unfortunate girl–they were talking about me!
Conception. Pregnancy, Supplements. The words echoed, cold and impersonal, painting a future I couldn’t escape.
My role as a breeder suddenly
y felt terrifyingly real, a chilling dread gripping my soul.
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Fear made me tremble, but in that small movement sent waves of pain through my body.
“Tyler, you’re h
here a cheerful Voice called out. “I was just bringing some food. She must be starving.”
Make it quick, Vicky Alpha Nathan will be here soon,” came Tyler deep, even response,
A white curtain surrounding my bed was suddenly pulled back, revelling a young woman with long black hair and a bright smile.
When D
everyone’s eyes turned toward me, I instinctively shrank back against the pillows.
I realized I was still wearing my mother’s ivory white dress, though I was now wrinkled and slightly soiled.
Medical Officer of the
“Hello there,” said a woman with warm brown eyes, moving to my beside. “Tm. Dr. Emma Carter, Chief M
Ironjaw Pack.”
I recognized her voice–she’d been discussing pregnancy earlier,
A golden–brown–haired woman leaned forward. “Are you hungry? I libught some soup and bread.”
I shook my
head, my stomach too knotted with anxiety to even consider food.
“Poor girl. You look so pale,” she said sympathetically. “But don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Emma is the best doctor in our pack.” She smiled warmly. “I’m Victoria, by the way. Tyler’s sister.”
I couldn’t hide my surprise. Victoria was bubbly and talkative, while Tyler seemed stoic and serious most of the time.
“I need to check your vitals,” Emma said, reaching toward me.
I flinched violently, a purely automatic reaction to her sudden movement. She froze for a beat, then slowly raised both hands, open and unthreatening.
“Take it easy,” she murmured, “I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
Swallowing hard against the fear still lodged in my throat, I managed a jerky, hesitant nod.
Only then did she m
she move closer, her actions deliberate and slow, as she began taking my temperature and checking my pulse.
“You can eat whenever you feel ready, Victoria assured me. Just let me know.”
My eyes drifted to Tyler, who leaned against the wall with
th his arms cossed, watching Emma’s every move intently.
As the examination continued, my tension began to ease slightly.
Despite the Ironja Pack’s fearsome reputation, they hadn’t treated be badly so far. Perhaps the park’s terrifying reputation stemmed entirely from their Alpha,
“Your dress is beautiful, Victoria commented. “Who made it for your
“It was… my mother’s gift… I began, but emotion clogged my throat, making it impossible to continue
“Vicky.” Tyler intervened, “she doesn’t want to talk right now. Let’s not overwhelm her all at once.”
Youure
You’re right. I’m sorry,” Victoria apologized. “You need your
Gathering my courage, I asked the question that had been weighing on me. “May I ask what work I’m supposed to do?” I tried to
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push back the blanket, wincing through the pain. “My father took Alpha’s money. I need to work to repay the debt.”
No one answered.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room changed dramatically.
Emma hastily finished her examination and packed away her equipment. Victoris moved to stand beside Tyler, her previously cheerful demeanor vanishing. Tyler stood straighter, his Beta presende more pronounced.
Even Emma’s gentle professionalism gave way to tension as she stood rigidly, as if awaiting instructions.
I heard footsteps approaching–two or three people at legst. Then a dark–haired figure entered the room,
He was imposing–tall with pale skin and slighly curly black hair, sharply defined facial features and a strong jaw. Despite standing across the room, his Alpha aura was so powerful it made it difficult for me to breathe.
An unnatural silence fell as he entered. I noticed Victoria, Tyler, and Emma all lowered their eyes, turning their necks slightly toward him–the typical wolf posture of submission.
With a wave of terror washing over me, I realized I was looking at Alpha Nathan Blackwood himself.
The man who now owned me.
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