After Raising His Secret Pup, I Rejected My Mate

I recently joined an online parenting group for werewolf mothers and came across a post that caught my attention:

“Hello everyone, I’m the other woman, and I’ve had a pup with my mate. I don’t want to raise him. What should I do?”

A response quickly followed:

“If his Luna hasn’t had any pups, have your mate claim the pup was found in a rogue orphanage and let her raise him.”

“You two can enjoy your lives together freely for a few years. Once the pup grows up, he can reject her.”

“In the end, you’ll be the one who comes out on top.”

My frown deepened as I read this, my fingers tightening around my phone. That evening, my mate Porter, a Delta of the Silver Moon Pack, returned home from his duties.

I was just about to share the news of my pregnancy when he spoke up first, his voice tense.

“We’ve been mated all these years without pups. Maybe we should consider adopting one?”

My heart skipped a beat, the memory of the post flashing in my mind. I hesitated before responding, wanting to probe further.

“Why don’t we give it another try? I saw the healer today, and there’s still hope…”

“No need!” he cut me off, his tone sharp with frustration.

“We’ve been trying for years with no success; why would things change now?”

“And besides, my mother’s not getting any younger. She’s been dreaming of a grandpup forever, and you, as her daughter-in-law, don’t seem to care!”

I remained silent, my wolf stirring uneasily in the back of my mind. He slammed his fork down on the table, the sound echoing in the quiet room.

“What’s with the attitude? If you could have a pup, we wouldn’t even be discussing adoption!”

“At every pack gathering, they’re all fathers, and I’m the odd one out. It’s embarrassing.”

“I’m going away on a pack assignment soon, so we need to adopt this pup right away!”

I inwardly scoffed. If I hadn’t known he already had a pup with someone else, I might have believed him.

Seeing his desperation, everything started to make sense.

Before he could continue, I nodded calmly, masking the turmoil inside me.

“Okay, whatever you think is best.”

His stance relaxed slightly at my agreement, his shoulders dropping as if a weight had been lifted.

“Good to see you’re being sensible. I’ll bring the pup home tomorrow.”