The Barren Luna's Secret: Pregnant with the Alpha's Heir
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pulsing embers, casting long, skeletal
rrounded by the cardbo
inally
of the local pack link-that constant, low-level hum of other p
accept the trade agreem
f mental energy that washed away the coldn
t. It was no longer a cage;
ing. It was a delicate chain with two wolves intertwined, frozen in an ete
d walked to t
story," I said aloud. The sound of my own voice
klace into the he
glowing cherry-red, the metal tarnishing. I watched until the delicate chains began to wa
odb
hall. I spent my days in the dusty silence of the archives, memorizing the trade routes to the
g entirely on
does not like
as packing my books, a v
My offic
est. It was an *
traying me, forcing me to stand. The Command is absolute for pack mem
trained dog. I forced myself to walk slowly, dragging my
ing. He looked... frazzled. His hair was
ng me," he growled,
rossing my arms over my chest. I
been
ked at me. "You're blocking
oice flat. "I assumed Victoria was
d. He hadn't ex
s. You are the L
Inside, I was screaming. *I am actin
" I asked, opening m
ard, his anger spiking.
g pain ripped through my lower abdomen
a cramp. I
s, and doubled over. A sudden, wa
now. It's
ght, arterial red against
g of all color. The anger vanished, replaced by horror
en! H
ady Victoria! She's collapsed! She's holding h
looked at me, bleeding and trembling on
a heartbeat, but it
he
the door.
blinding me. I was alone in
g a smear of red in my wake. A passing
lled of antiseptic,
rolled through me like tidal waves. The Healer, an old woman name
"This... this is impossible. The pup is
ng her wrist with desperate stren
ut
pointed to
ictoria's hand. She was wailing, clutching her stomach theatrically. But I saw her face in the reflec
he was strok
aid, my voice breaking.
open. Damien stood there. He look
ping in. "They said you
The sheet was covering th
ng, glass-shattering scream. "Damien! Don't le
ed at me, then back at t
e hardest word I had ev
ena
d hurling it at him. It clattered loudly at, but the pull of Victoria's manipulation
ed at
ing," I s
o restrain me. "You're in labor. It
han give birth in this house," I
loded in my spine, white-hot and para
t the back door of the clinic,
blinding sheets. The world wa
the absolute certainty that if I stayed
and walked straight into