The Wolfless Luna's Secret Pureblood Heir

Chapter 2

Word Count: 780 | Released on: 13/11/2026

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shower run, my hand still pressed against my stomach. Out

g both arms around my waist as cold

re causing threatened miscarriage symptoms. The thought of losin

ed up and hurried down the hall into the

ttom drawer beneath the sink, reaching all t

m without water. Within seconds, the pungent herbal odor seeped throu

splashed cold water onto my pal

tepped out of the bathroom with a towel slung low around his

nces, his gray eyes darkened, and the heav

f the king-sized bed, and slipped under

nt later, Ashton slid in behind me, pressing

ace in the crook of my neck and

sted into the bedsheets, terrified he would catch

ike bitter r

kin, his warm lips brus

al tea earlier to

as I inched closer to

and in one fluid motion, he flipped me

's our an

thick with the primal heat that h

er my face, and the sheer physical dominance of an Alpha

ly. I planted both hands against his har

well tonight. I thi

e pillow, letting his li

heat in his eyes vanished, rep

y not by a weak wolfless wife. The invisible pressure o

your

led off me, and yanked a dark

as if an invisible fist were squeezing my heart, yet I kept

pen a custom platinum lighter. A sharp click echoed in

scars on the inner side of his left wrist-old marks from the times he ha

ating silence, broken only by

te out in the crystal ashtray, turned on hi

om door slammed shut hard enou

Suddenly, a breeze from the AC vent carried a whiff of cloying, sweet floral perfume from

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Mo Moqi Werewolf

“For three years, I was the secret, "wolfless" wife of Ashton Harris, the billionaire Alpha. I bled over my drafting table to earn my place as his Chief Design Director, silently carrying his unborn heir. But on our third anniversary, I received an anonymous video. It was my husband, fastening the exact moonstone necklace I wanted around the neck of his foster sister, Charlize. When she returned, Ashton didn't just give her my anniversary gift. He stripped me of my hard-earned director title to feed her vanity, and used his crushing Alpha Command to try and force me to my knees in front of my entire department. At the Full Moon Banquet, he even sat in silence as the Pack Elders ordered me to cut her steak like a lowly servant. But the absolute cruelest blow came during the car ride. Charlize smugly revealed that on my wedding night-when Ashton abandoned me in my bridal bed under the guise of a border riot-he was actually holding her in his arms all night, soothing her through her first shift. My eight years of desperate love were nothing but a pathetic joke. Touching the ultrasound crystal hidden deep in my pocket, the last thread of my devotion completely snapped. "Stop the car right now!" He thought handing me ten percent of the company shares would buy my silent obedience forever. He was about to find out what happens when a defective Luna decides to take her baby and walk away.”