A Broken Kitten Figurine, A Broken Unborn Pup Chapter 04

A Broken Kitten Figurine, A Broken Unborn Pup Chapter 04

For the rest of the drive, Samuel remained awkwardly quiet.

I stared out the window at the passing trees, occasionally catching glimpses of adult wolves guiding their pups through runs in the forest.

I used to envy those warm, domestic scenes, often imagining Blake and me doing the same.

But now, my inner wolf remained utterly still, stripped of all desire.

“Zoe, we’ll drop you off at the Pack House first.” Blake suddenly announced, shattering my train of thought.

“No!” Zoe protested. “I want to see where father works.”

Ultimately, Zoe came with us to the Pack Administration Office.

She spent the afternoon wandering around the office floor, and the staff absolutely doted on her.

It wasn’t just because she was Alpha Blake’s daughter and the designated heir. She truly was an adorable pup, as beautiful as a little wolf princess.

However, Zoe was exceptionally quiet today.

Every time I glanced over, I caught her staring at me, only for her to instantly snap her eyes away the moment our gazes met.

After finishing a patrol log, I stood up to grab a cup of water.

The moment I stepped into the breakroom, a cup of scalding coffee splashed all over my front.

Standing opposite me was Peter, our team supervisor.

Though he was only a member of the outer pack, he managed a vital territory trade project within the administration office.

“Oh, Tessa! I’m so sorry,” Peter said, though his tone lacked any real remorse. He snatched a few paper towels and reached directly toward me. “Let me help

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you wipe it off.”

I took a sharp step back. “No need. I can handle it myself.”

Peter pressed forward, closing the distance between us. “Come on, don’t be like that. You can’t see what’s on your chest anyway.”

As his hand thrust straight toward my chest, I shoved him away with all my might. “I said, back off!”

He laughed. “Stop acting so innocent. A friend of mine works at the Pack Hospital and saw you admitted for a miscarriage last week. Word is, you don’t even have a public mate.”

“Who knows whose bastard you were carrying,” Peter whispered, his eyes scanning my body with disgusting hunger. “Let me have a turn. Keep me happy, and I’ll make sure your life in the department is incredibly easy.”

Disgust boiled over inside me. I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face.

He froze, clearly stunned that a low-ranking clerk would dare strike him.

A vicious, predatory gleam flared in his eyes. “You bitch.”

He raised his hand to strike back.

Before he could swing, a torrent of water poured over his head.

I looked past his shoulder.

Zoe was standing on a chair behind him, holding an empty cup with a completely blank expression.

The moment Peter saw her, his face transformed into a mask of polite compliance. “Oh, Zoe. Why did you throw water on me?”

Zoe swirled the remaining drops in the cup, splashing the last bit directly into his face. “You splashed her. So I splash you.”

With that, she climbed down from the chair and ran out of the room.

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“Daddy!” she screamed. “Daddy, come quick!”

The situation escalated instantly.

Within minutes, a crowd gathered outside the administrative hall.

Zoe pointed a finger directly at Peter. “He just splashed —”

She glanced at me, hesitating. When we first met, she used to call me ‘Big Sister Tessa.’ But after learning I was going to mate with her father, she stopped using any title for me.

Clearing her throat, she continued, “He splashed coffee all over her. And he kept trying to grab her.”

Blake’s gaze locked onto Peter like a vice.

An overwhelming, suffocating Alpha pressure flooded the hallway, forcing several low-ranking wolves to their knees.

He approached Peter, his voice dropping to a temperature colder than the northern peaks. “You’re harassing my pack member?”

Sweat poured down Peter’s face. “Alpha Blake, I didn’t! I was just —”

“It might not be harassment,” a smooth voice cut in, interrupting him.

It was Wendy.