Abandoned substitute Luna: The Designer Queen's Mysterious Return

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nd the blinding glare of fluorescent light

c. She checked the monitors, her movements quiet, almost reverent, as if she were handling th

ly above a whisper. "You lost the ba

eady

me last night, I'd felt the tiny flicker of li

words spoken alo

ad no wolf to voice it.The Moon Goddess had pun

No flutter. The tears I'd been holding back bro

. He... he should be here."my throat

expected him to walk through that door, to show a flicker of regret, to mourn w

had to leave for an urgent meeting with our allies in Eu

rld ti

left fo

had boarded a plane to another continent. The shock was a col

le, empty shell - a den abandoned by its Alpha, its protector,

and emotional trauma of the miscarria

g was leaking through. A min

y skull. A voice, clear and cold as a froz

n Alpha's command. He wasn't just absent. He was here, in my head,

is it h

cheeks went cold. It wasn't a

was catching a stray mind-link - a conversation meant for the pa

Alpha. It's handled. The doctors confirmed... the Luna has miscarried. But, Alpha...

mold until Seraphina is ready to take her rightful place. Not a omega without wolf who could

rld st

lost child - twisted into something darker, something venomous. H

e a stone onto my chest, crushing the last breath of hope I

he most 'natural' way to solve the problem. A tragic 'accident' during an Al

't an a

remeditated murder. The murder of

illed my mouth, anchoring me to reality as the world shattered around me. T

n my chin, just to cage the scream that wanted to tear

and promised me a future. All of it was a mask, and beneath it was this - a predat

hospital room, leaving me alone with the echo of his confessio

iling, and something ins

t as suddenly

d terrifying, forged in the depths of a huma

way by the wind of his cruelty, leaving only the burning, un

our child. He had planned it. He had executed it with the precision of an Alp

moment, right alongside our child. The naive, hopeful girl who h

forged by sorrow and fury - a

t through my veins. It was the strength of prey that had finally

. A bright bead of blood welled up, my own scen

but I jerked away from her grasp. She was pack

-" Dr. Davies pleaded, but her v

es and murder. I would not be his docile placeholder. I woul

sacrificed his own pup on