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MALIK'S P.O.V I wasn't surprised she was pregnant. I've f****d her countless times since she arrived, not once pulling out. But truthfully I did that with all the she-wolves. I am sure I fathered many bastard pups in this pack. None of which will ever take my throne. Not ever. I was pleased with myself for impregnating her within the first month of bringing her home. I couldn't wait to show her how happy Daddy was. 'No.' My wolf, Rafael, said. 'What do you mean no? You like it as much as I do!' 'What we like could kill our pup. So no. You will take your s****l frustrations and desires out on others, not her.' He said hatefully. 'Fine!' I was fuming. He loves rough s*x as much as I did. Pup or no pup. Why all of a sudden does he care? 'I need an heir, clearly, my real