LOGINROXANNE The sun was bright as I stood before the mirror. My wedding dress was a simple, elegant white silk that hugged my nine-month-pregnant belly. It felt surreal. A few months ago, I was considered just an ordinary breeder, a walking incubator for the Alpha's child, I was in a dark dungeon, and now, I was preparing to be crowned Luna of the merged packs.I thought about the last few weeks. When I returned to Alejandro, I knew we had work to do. I had gone to him, not just because I missed him, but because I had a goal. I told him about the state of my old pack. Alpha Vanthorn, the man who had seized my fatherâs lands after his death, was ruling with an iron fist. I begged Alejandro to help me take it back.He didn't hesitate. He gathered his strongest warriors, and the siege on Vanthornâs territory was swift. Alejandro didn't want the land for himself; he did it for me. When he finally defeated Vanthorn and handed the keys of the pack back to me, I asked him to merge our packs
Roxanne had made her decision. The moment she regained enough strength to walk, she told Alejandro she was leaving the Pack; she couldn't stay anymore. She was sitting on the edge of the bed when he walked in, his eyes tired and desperate."You aren't going anywhere," Alejandro said, his voice hard but trembling. He stood by the door, his posture defensive. He couldn't bring himself to let her go.He knew she was still mad at him, but he was determined to seek her forgiveness and win her heart and trust back. However, that wouldn't be possible if she left him, and that was the last thing he wanted.âYou can't force me to stay, Alpha. I'm leaving.â"You have enemies, Roxanne. The rogues are still out there, and I have rivals who would love to use you to get to me. I cannot let you walk out of these borders.""I am not your prisoner, Alejandro," Roxanne replied, her voice steady. "I am not a weapon for your enemies, and I am not a trophy for you to guard. I am a woman who needs to brea
Inside the deep darkness of her coma, Roxanne was not resting peacefully. Her mind was trapped in a terrifying, vivid nightmare that felt completely real.She found herself standing in a beautiful green field under a strange, blood-red sky. A little boy, about two years old, with thick dark hair and bright green eyes, was running ahead of her. He was wearing a small white shirt and tiny pants, laughing happily as his tiny feet sprinted across the grass.Roxanne knew instantly, deep in her soul, that this little boy was her son."Wait! Sweetheart, please slow down!" Roxanne called out, running after him. Her legs felt heavy, like she was running through thick mud. Her heart was pounding with a sudden, unexplained fear. "Stop running, the ground is rough! Come back to Mommy!"The little boy didn't stop. He just laughed louder, looking back at her over his shoulder. He was moving too fast, much faster than a normal human toddler. No matter how hard Roxanne pushed her body, the distance
Back inside the Pack House, the silence in the medical wing was louder than any roar.Alpha Alejandro sat on a small wooden stool right next to Roxanne's bed. The room was clean and warm, smelling of medicine and clean linen, but he felt like he was still suffocating in the dungeon. He hadn't slept, he hadn't changed his clothes, and he hadn't washed the dried blood from his hands.He just couldn't leave the broken woman on the bed. His heart was bleeding with a pain he couldn't describe. He looked at his hands; the hands of a leader, the hands that were supposed to protect his people and realized they had been used to destroy his own family.âClara fooled me first, and I let Melissa use that to fool me again,â he thought, his head dropping into his palms. He felt an overwhelming wave of self-hatred. He had prided himself on being smart and strong, but he had been the biggest fool in the entire territory.âYour mother was right all along, Lucien.â His wolf hissed in annoyance. âIf o
Outside the western gates of the Blue Moon Pack, the air was cold and dark. The two rogue mercenaries Melissa had hired were hiding behind a clump of thick bushes just around the corner from the main border line. They had been waiting there for hours, tapping their boots impatiently against the dirt.They didn't tell Melissa they were coming back so soon. They wanted to catch her by surprise so she wouldn't have time to hide the gold or run away."You think she will bring the money?" the second rogue asked, pulling his jacket tighter around his shoulders. "The Alphaâs house has been loud all night. I heard a roar earlier that sounded like the sky was tearing open.""She will bring it if she wants to keep her pretty face," the scar-faced rogue growled. "She knows what we will do if she plays games with us."Suddenly, the heavy iron gates of the pack border creaked open. The rogues quickly ducked lower into the bushes, holding their breath. They expected to see Melissa slipping out in
Alpha Alejandro ran down the dark stone stairs of the dungeon so fast that the guards at the door didn't even have time to bow. His heart was hammering against his ribs like a wild animal trying to break free. The sound of Melissaâs voice from the recording was still looping in his brain, each word cutting into his mind like a hot knife.She fooled me. She fooled me. He thought as he continued his way to the dungeon. Melissa was his first love, the woman who had traveled through hell and back with him during the early days of his leadership. He had trusted her blindly because of their history. He had allowed his old trauma to turn him into a monster, and she had used that exact trauma to handle him like a puppet.He reached the bottom of the stairs and ripped the heavy keys right out of the lead guard's hand. The guard trembled, shrinking back against the wall as Alejandroâs terrifying Alpha aura filled the damp hallway.He shoved the key into the lock of Roxanneâs cell himself and
Alpha Alejandro's POVâYou summoned me, your Majesty.â Elijahâs voice tore me away from my thoughts. I took my eyes away from the screen in front of me as I stared at him instead. âTell me, Elijah.â I leaned back on the chair. âTell me, what's your relationship with MY mate?ââYour mate?â He scoff
Four weeks laterâŠ.Roxanne's Point Of View âCongratulations, my dear.â Doctor Madonna said to me, her face beaming with smiles. âYou are two weeks pregnant.â She added. Of course I knew I was. I've been having continuous signs. The swollen face, the constant stooling and fatigue. All of it. And th
Roxanne's Point Of View âRelax, Theo, you're so impatient!â I didn't bother to see who just spoke up. All these men were up to no good. I could tell. Why do I find it strange that I'll rather be with Alpha Alejandro than be with those men? Maybe it was because I knew what he was capable of doi
Roxanne's POV I woke up to the soft glow of light streaming through the slightly opened curtains. The warmth and the softness of the bed was completely different from the cold, damp dungeon I had been in just hours ago. Who was I kidding? That cold and hard ground can never be compared to this bed







