He used to bully me for my plus-size body, shattering me forever.

I was the kid with the braces, the geek he tortured with his derogatory comments.

He’s the Alpha now, and I’m forced to return to the small town of my youth.

But if I’d known he’d take my virginity and knock me up, I would have stayed away…

He’s the bully of my past, the nightmare that never stopped coming.

Despite the things he did to me, everyone used to say we’d end up together.

But I’ve grown into my curves, and he’s still a player with a small heart.

And if he thinks he still owns me, he’s sorely mistaken.

He says he can’t stand me, yet hates it when I get attention from others.

He tells me to stay out of pack matters, yet makes sure it’s just me and him on patrol.

He uses our long, humid nights on watch to remind me that he’s the boss.

He uses my weak, trembling body until I’m exhausted and have nothing more to give.

How much longer until the cruel Alpha claims me and my pregnant belly?