Betrayed by Alpha, Found by True Mate

The auction hall buzzed with excitement as pack members gathered for the monthly Silvermoon Pack auction. I sat beside Hudson, my hand resting protectively over my swollen belly, trying to ignore the life-sized anatomical model he'd insisted on bringing to our den last week. The bidding had been going on for nearly an hour, but Hudson's attention had been fixed on one particular lot - a collection of vintage medical equipment from an old pack healer's estate.

"Fifty thousand," Hudson called out, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the crowd.

I grabbed his arm, whispering urgently, "Hudson, please. That's too much. We can't afford this."

He shook me off without even looking at me. "It's a necessary investment for the pack's medical training. You wouldn't understand."

"Forty-eight thousand going once," the auctioneer announced. "Do I hear fifty thousand?"

"Going twice..."

"Sixty thousand!" Hudson shouted, standing up now, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that made my stomach clench.

The room fell silent. Even the auctioneer seemed stunned. "Sixty thousand dollars for the vintage medical equipment collection. Going once... going twice... Sold to Hudson Black!"

Applause broke out, but I couldn't join in. My hands trembled as I realized what had just happened. Sixty thousand dollars - nearly all of our savings - spent on equipment for his obsession.

Hudson turned to me, expecting praise, but saw only horror on my face. "Jennifer, don't you see? This will revolutionize pack healing. The model needs proper equipment to be effective."

I felt dozens of eyes on us, heard the whispers already starting. "Did you see how much he spent?" "What does Jennifer think?" "Isn't she pregnant with his pup?"

From the back of the hall, I caught Samuel's gaze. His expression was carefully neutral, but I could see the concern in his eyes. He'd been my Beta assistant for years, and sometimes I wondered if he was the only one who truly saw what was happening to me.

Something inside me snapped. I stood up, ignoring Hudson's attempt to pull me back down.

"I need to say something," I announced, my voice stronger than I expected.

Hudson tried to laugh it off. "She's just emotional from the pregnancy hormones. Aren't you, sweetheart?"

I pulled away from him and walked toward the auctioneer's microphone. The room hushed as I took my place at the center of attention.

"No," I said clearly. "This isn't about hormones. This is about me announcing my intention to reject our mate bond."

Gasps echoed through the hall. Hudson's face drained of color.

"Jennifer," he hissed, grabbing my arm. "You're making a scene."

I pulled free and continued, "I will be requesting a formal pack council hearing to reject Hudson Black as my mate."

Hudson tried to reach for the microphone, but I stepped away. "This is ridiculous. She needs medical attention. Pregnancy brain."

Vera Black appeared at his side, her hand possessively on his arm. "I think Hudson's right. Jennifer, you're obviously distressed. Maybe you should see