CONTRACTED TO THE BEAST ALPHA

Tears streamed from her eyes as she held her stomach, unable to stand, as the pain both physical and emotional gripped her.The door suddenly burst open. Glenda entered, and Glenda's heart sank.Glenda stood frozen at the entrance, her face blank. Nothing could capture the disappointment she felt at that moment. Without saying a word, tears began dropping from her eyes. She cursed the day she’d given birth to Dane as she cried.Zora could barely stay upright. Lyliana could no longer hold her up, so Glenda rushed over to help.“Let’s get her to bed,” Glenda said gently, her voice laced with worry as she saw her daughter-in-law writhing in pain.They helped Zora to the bed. She collapsed, her body curling up as if trying to shield itself from the agony. She writhed in pain, her body twisting like a sheet of paper in the wind.Glenda watched helplessly, unsure what to do. She couldn’t bear the sight of Zora suffering like this. Her own heart broke as memories of her late husband flooded

Dane’s eyes turned crimson red as he stomped in. He rooted on the spot as he saw Alicia on the floor clutching her stomach. “Zora! What have you done to her?” He growled. Alicia, faking pain, raised one of her hands and said through her gritted teeth.“Don’t blame Luna Zora. I never wanted this. I begged her to let me go, but she refused. I told her I was pregnant, and she... she threatened to harm the baby. She did it, Alpha Danes. She hurt our baby.” Her words were laced with false tears, each one a knife twisting deeper into Zora’s heart.Zora’s world stopped. Her breath caught in her chest as the weight of what Alicia had said crushed her; Alicia was pregnant. For two years, Zora had been married to Danes, and she had never missed her period even once. They both desperately wanted a child; this resulted in carrying out many rituals. The ritual with the highest was the one on the last day that fell on their wedding anniversary. But Dane disappeared. He abandoned her because of th

Alicia scrambled backward, her palms scraping against the cold, polished stone of the floor. The coppery tang of her own blood filled her nostrils, but it was the sheer, primordial terror that stole her breath. She kept her eyes downcast, glued to the intricate patterns of the rug. To look at him was to invite death itself. That voice—a low, gravelly tremor that promised oblivion—was terrifyingly familiar, a ghost from a past she had tried to bury.“Why is he here?” she whispered, but her words drowned under the frantic thumping of her heart. The tears streaking her cheeks weren’t an act—they came from a soul meeting its reckoning.She reached for the only lifeline she had and activated the mind link. “Mate! Please, you have to help me! I’m in the court with Zora and the visitor. She told me to bring him wine, and I did… but it went wrong. Something is very wrong!”Across the pack house, Dane froze as Alicia’s psychic scream tore through his mind. Then the link cut off, leaving a holl

The silence in the infirmary was absolute, broken only by the soft tap of the blood vial as Alpha Trent placed it back on the metal tray. His gaze, colder than the steel, lifted from the sample to Freya.“You overstep,” he said, his voice deceptively soft. “Her care is my direct command. Not your initiative. You are dismissed.”Freya didn’t need to be told twice. She fled, the door sighing shut behind her.Trent’s attention shifted to Zora, who sat perfectly still on the examination cot, the robe pulled tightly around her. He said nothing, merely picked up the vial and turned to leave. With a slight nod to his aunt, Aman, who waited patiently by the door, he was gone.“Come, dear,” Aman said, her voice a gentle contrast to the tension. “Let’s get you settled.”She led Zora through the opulent, echoing halls of the Nightfall Pack house to a private suite. The room was a study in modern luxury, all clean lines and muted tones. The attached bathroom was larger than her entire bedroom at M