Chapter 132: The LieCara's POVI rested against the window, arms folded across my chest as I looked out at the empty driveway. The silence in the house was killing me. Each tick of the clock was a countdown, a burden on my nerves, reminding me time was working against me.They were still at the packhouse. Laughing. Bonding. Rebuilding.Without me.A family I was to have. A future I was to hold.I turned to the neat white envelope on the table. Inside were the test results. "Positive." Signed. Stamped. Sealed with the stamp of approval of a doctor who owed me too many favors to say no. And just in case Asher needed more—a ultrasound photo nestled neatly behind the report.Forged. But it didn't matter.It was good enough.And that was all I needed.I saw the door before I could see him. Asher. His scent filled the house in an instant. Earthy pine and that hint of musk that once left me weak-kneed. Today, it left me nauseated.Because I knew the moment he glanced at me, I would be nothi
Chapter 131: (Asher's POV)The envelope sat on my desk like a bomb with a gun. Silent. Still. But pulsating with the power to lay waste to all the things I'd been working to reassemble.I'd stood there a good while. No name. No note. Just a plump, white envelope come through the front of the packhouse with my name written on it in shaky handwriting. My wolf stirred as soon as I'd picked it up.Don't touch it, he growled.But I couldn't resist.With cautious fingers, I tore it open. The contents scattered all over my desk—medical documents, a sonogram, blood test results, all stamped and signed with an official stamp of a doctor I had ever heard of once. Dr. Milena. A real name. A real clinic. Everything was okay on the surface.But my gut constricted.I sat down in my chair, papers trembling slightly in my hand.Pregnant.Cara is pregnant.The words echoed, over and over, like a ticking bomb.My palms on my head, I leaned forward, panting through the mayhem spouting forth in my brain
Chapter 130 - Scheme(Cara's POV)The air in the house Asher had left me with before had been warm—full of promise. It was oppressive now. The walls, which had once been comforting in their quiet, now mocked me with every breath I took.I was at the window, gripping the edge of the curtain so tightly that my knuckles whitened. I'd stared at the edge of the forest for nearly two hours, waiting—longing—to glimpse the shape of Asher. But he didn't come.Not today.Not yesterday.Not even a whisper.My heart was breaking from the weight of his silence.They were back.Zarina. His children. Those who had taken him away from me then, and now vowed to do it all over again.I remember how his tone changed when he spoke of them. The softness. The longing. How their return had seemingly awakened something he had buried deep within himself for the length of time he spent with me.It was always her.Even when he touched me. Even when he kissed me. Even when I slept alongside him pretending that I
Chapter 129- The Silent TruthI stayed in the kitchen, stirring the soup I'd lost interest in, slowly. The children's laughter floated in from the yard—sweet, tender music to my ears. Asher had softened the last few days, struggling, hurting, healing. I saw that. I felt that. But there was something in his eyes. something he had not confided.The lieCara's words echoed in my thoughts, more loudly than I would have wanted.I'm pregnant.Despite how I pushed it away before her, something inside of me would not rest. It was not jealousy. It was not fear.It was the need for truth.Not for me.But for Asher. And for the children.If there actually was a child. if Asher actually made such a mistake.I had to know. I couldn't be caught off guard again.So I kept quiet, wrapping my shawl over my shoulders and sneaking silently out of the house. The cool air of the evening was filled with the smell of earth and pine. I moved along the familiar route that would take me to the medical wing in
Chapter 128: “We’re Still Here”The sun had risen, spreading golden light across the packhouse. Birds chirped softly outside, and the world looked peaceful—but inside, something still wasn’t right.Asher sat by the window, his hands resting on his knees, his eyes lost in the distance. He looked like he was watching the trees sway in the wind, but his mind was far away.He hadn’t really laughed in days.Not since… all of it. Not since the lying Cara had lied. Not since Zarina had protected herself from him during that fight. Not even when Zarina had forgiven him.She had shown strength he had never known he had needed—but that did not keep the pain in his heart.He was grateful she had not believed Cara's lie. Grateful she had stood her ground. But something inside of him still could not rest. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was remembering nearly losing the people he loved most."Asher?" Zarina's voice tugged him halfway out of his daydream, but he only blinked and nod
Chapter 127 - My Luna(Asher's POV)The sun was declining, throwing a golden warm light on the packhouse windows. I had just returned from the rounds of patrol, exhausted but happy to be with my family. My heart had not been so heavy lately—not because things were right—but because Zarina was still there. My children were healing. And I was making an effort, day by day, to be the mate and father they deserved.As I entered, I heard small feet running down the hall."Daddy!" Zevi ran toward me and hugged my leg.I chuckled and scooped him up. "Did you miss me?"He nodded furiously, his arms around my neck.Before I could ask about his sisters, Karly and Zaya came racing up to the corner.Zaya smiled. "Daddy, guess what? Mommy fixed your favorite dinner."My heart felt cozy. "Really?"Karly nodded but then glanced back into the dining room. His smile faded. "But… Mommy was sad a while ago."I froze. "Sad?""She laughed at us and told us to go play… then she sat alone for a little while.