Marry Vampire King After Rebirth Novel

---- Chapter 3 Thorne's cool, detached voice whispered in my ear. "Miss Rowena, I know you chose me out of necessity, but I swear, within my power, I'll never let you suffer." Hearing him, I turned instinctively, but I accidentally bumped right into his chest. Astrange, intoxicating scent filled my nose. I looked up at him, speaking seriously, word by word. "Thorne, I chose you willingly. And from now on, call me Rowena- don't be so formal." Isaw a flicker of something unusual in his eyes. "Alright, Rowena." Three days later, the weddings happened as planned.

Both ceremonies were at the same grand hall. ---- This time, the werewolf wedding was even bigger than in my past life. They invited hidden witches for blessings and prayers. All the major clans attended theirs. Our vampire side felt quiet in comparison. No extra guests, but the vampires were thrilled. Mating with a pure human meant a shot at claiming the alliance throne. After the ceremony, I ran into Clara face-to-face. She deliberately tilted her neck, showing off the fresh bite marks and hickeys Jax had left on her skin, red and raw from his rough claiming.

"Sister, I had no idea werewolves had such insane stamina. His huge cock kept pounding me all night - I bet I'll be carrying his pup soon." I smiled slightly. "Then I wish you luck with that." Clara thought getting pregnant was easy. But humans and werewolves were different species. Natural conception took at least a year or more. ---- In my past life, she assumed my pregnancy was simple and figured she'd have the same luck. She'd bragged to the pack about getting knocked up within six months, and word spread fast.

Seeing her so confident, even Jax believed her without question, his eyes always hungry as he groped her curves. My calm demeanor pissed her off -it looked like defiance to her. "Whatever, you wouldn't get it anyway. You're stuck in the beggar den now." She gave a disgusted glance at the nearby vampires, hitched up her skirt, and brushed past me. I grabbed her arm, stopping her. "Clara, apologize. Apologize to the vampire clan." Clara got mad, yanking her hand away and yelling. "Rowena, what the hell is wrong with you!" We started arguing right there in the hall.

The ---- lingering guests stopped to watch the show. Finally, Father stepped in, figured out what happened, and forced Clara to apologize to the vampires. Even though vampires were low-tier, when humans insulted them, werewolves and vampires would band together against it. As she left, Clara shot me a venomous glare and whispered. "Rowena, this life, I'm winning." On our wedding night, Thorne stripped off his clothes, revealing his perfect body- tall and leanly muscled, with pale, flawless skin that glowed under the moonlight.

His broad shoulders tapered to a chiseled chest and abs, and his massive cock hung thick and heavy between his legs, already hardening at the sight of me. I couldn't believe how huge it was, veined and throbbing, promising to stretch me wide. ---- I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him onto the bed. As our bodies pressed together, that familiar, faint scent washed over me again. "Thorne, you smell so fucking good," I murmured, grinding my wet pussy against his thigh. He smirked, his crimson eyes darkening with lust.

"Rowena, I'm going to fuck you until you scream my name." He pinned me down, his strong hands spreading my legs as he thrust his enormous cock deep into my dripping cunt in one powerful stroke. I gasped, my walls clenching around his girth as he pounded me relentlessly, his hips slamming against mine, balls slapping my ass. "Your tight pussy feels amazing wrapped around my dick- take it all, my mate," he growled, sucking on my nipples while fingering my clit.

Icame hard the first time, shuddering and squirting around him, but he didn't stop, flipping me over and ramming into me from behind, ---- making me orgasm again and again, waves of pleasure crashing through me. "Oh god, Thorne, your huge cock is making me cum so much- harder, fuck me like you own me! " I begged, and he did, his stamina endless, treating me with such care between thrusts, kissing my neck tenderly. He brought me to ecstasy five times that night, his perfect body dominating mine until I was utterly satisfied, exhausted but blissful as dawn broke.

Three months later, word came from home that Clara was pregnant. Iwas stunned when J heard. In thousands of years, no human-beast hybrid had been conceived in just three months. If I hadn't seen her swollen belly myself, I wouldn't have believed it. The werewolf pack threw a celebration for the unborn pup, inviting all the major clans to congratulate them. ---- "Looks like the moon goddess favors us werewolves- a heir in just three months!" Jax held up his goblet, looking smug as hell. People swarmed to flatter him. Everyone figured the next alliance ruler was werewolf-locked.

It was prime time to suck up. By status, I should've sat at the end with Thorne. But Clara had Jax seat me right next to her. She wouldn't miss a chance to rub it in. She rubbed her belly, giving me a taunting look. "Sister, three months and your belly's flat as a board. Guess it's 'cause you're not pure White family blood- even your womb's worthless." Hybrid pups had special bodies; they only needed two months to be born. By my count, it'd be next month. Clara had gained a ton of weight, her stomach huge and bloated. ---- She didn't know wolf-human mixes were naturally big.

Without watching her diet, childbirth would be hell for her. In my past life, I'd controlled my weight, but labor still took a full day and night. The pain was so bad Inearly ended it all. But seeing my pup born safe, sleeping in my arms, made it worth it. 1 lifted my goblet, took a sip, and said calmly. "History's shortest pregnancy was a year. You did it in three months- whatever tricks you used, only you know." Clara whipped her head around, staring at me, her eyes guilty and flickering. "Rowena, what the hell do you mean?" Just a little poke, and she was panicking.

Clara couldn't keep her cool. "Here's to a smooth delivery!" I raised my goblet to her, then found Thorne and ---- left together. A month later, Clara labored for three full days and nights before birthing the pup. But seven days passed, and the pack hadn't shown the child publicly. Even Father was turned away when he tried to visit Clara. Something was definitely wrong with that pup. Half a month later, Father called me home. Before leaving, I saw Thorne's overly worried look, so I asked him to come with me.

In the living room, Clara was holding a half-wolf red pup, sitting on the ground and crying loudly.