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His Luna Returned—So I Left With His Baby”

His Luna Returned—So I Left With His Baby”

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-01-09
By:  Mercy V.Completed
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Fast-Paced Plot

Steamy

Drama

Alpha

Omega

Hidden Identity

Second Chance

Pregnant

Contract Marriage

He called me disposable. The Tribunal called me property. They both forgot what Lunaris does to cages. I was the Alpha’s kept woman for five years—his secret, his softness, his sin. Then, the night his missing Luna returned, Alpha Daire Vhaloren stood on the balcony with a cigarette dangling from his fingers and told me, without even looking, “You should go” So I did. Obedient. Quiet. Disposable. I left with his gifts, a deed to a house… and a secret I never planned to carry. Three months later, headlines screamed that Daire’s empire had collapsed. Frostveil Manor sealed. Nightmoor Covenant assets set for auction. The woman he “chose” over me, Calista Dravenne, smiled for the cameras like she hadn’t just burned his world to the ground. I tried to stay gone. Until the High Howl Tribunal branded me a recoverable asset and announced a “live appraisal” of Lot One—the pregnant omega they swore belonged to them. I went back for answers. What I found wasn’t the untouchable Alpha who dismissed me. It was a man with stubble on his jaw, a hunted kind of murder in his eyes… and a voice that made my knees weak when he said, “Why are you here, Elowen?” Because he rejected me once. Because he replaced me. Because he doesn’t know the truth. And because the bond he tried to throw away is coming for us both—along with the child he never knew I was carrying. Now Daire wants a contract marriage to save what’s left of his pack. I want revenge… and protection. But when an Alpha realizes the woman he discarded is his fated mate—and the lost heir of House Lunaris—he doesn’t beg politely. He hunts. ---

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 — You Should Go

Chapter 1: Freshman

A letter arrived for Elias Chai, an acceptance to the First Class International Scholarship at Lupin Royal College. His heart soared as he read the words, eyes flicking across them again and again, not quite believing it. After weeks of waiting, the dream was real.

He had already begun packing. Soon, he’d be flying from Thailand to America, toward a future his family had only dared to imagine.

“I know you’re not a fan of same sex relationships,” his mother said cautiously as she folded a shirt into his suitcase. “But I advise you to keep that opinion to yourself. Things are different over there...they’re... more open. You don't want trouble, do you?”

Elias didn’t reply. She wasn’t wrong.

“You're a freshman,” she continued. “And freshmen are easy targets. Especially werewolves like you, those from humble backgrounds. Lupin is filled with powerful bloodlines. Lycans. Royals. That school isn’t made for people like us.”

He looked up, eyes dark and unreadable. He knew the truth in her words, he wasn’t naïve. But none of it changed what he had to do.

His goal was simple: study hard, stay out of trouble... and maybe...just maybe find his mate.

“Don’t just bury yourself in books,” his dad added, smiling. “Make friends. Live a little.”

“You don’t have to hide it,” he teased. “We know you're hoping to find your mate.”

Elias chuckled softly. “Maybe.”

“I hope it’s someone of high status,” his mother said with a smirk. “A Luna would be perfect. That could protect you and elevate our bloodline.”

The humor drained from her face. “But I’m serious. Someone with status could shield you. That’s the only way you’ll survive there.”

“I understand, Mom. I’ll be careful.”

The advice echoed in his mind even after his plane landed.

When Elias arrived in America, two college agents were already waiting at the airport. As they drove through the city toward campus, his gaze wandered to the skyline, the polished buildings, the manicured streets. Everything was so different. So vast.

He spotted a couple holding hands near a crosswalk and felt a sharp pang in his chest.

“Will I find love here?” he wondered aloud.

He sighed and rested his head against the window. So much was uncertain. He thought of the job applications he’d sent out before leaving Thailand—quietly, without telling his parents. He hoped to earn money and ease their burden. But he hadn’t wanted to get their hopes up. He wasn’t even sure if a werewolf like him would be hired.

“I’ll tell them once I get the job,” he promised himself.

So deep in thought, Elias didn’t realize the car had come to a stop.

“What are you waiting for? We’ve arrived,” the driver said sharply.

Elias blinked and looked out the window. His breath caught. The grand, sprawling entrance of Lupin Royal College rose before him like something out of a dream. Ivy covered stone, golden lettering, soaring gates.

“Lycan Royal College...” he murmured with awe. “This is really happening.”

He stepped out of the car, drinking in the sight. His scholarship had opened a door into a world far beyond his reach and now, he was standing at the threshold.

The driver honked again. Elias reentered the car; they weren’t done yet.

Soon, they arrived at the freshmen residence hall. As they walked, agents explained the layout and schedule. Elias listened politely, taking it all in.

From across the courtyard, a few upperclassmen glanced over and whispered.

“He looks excited. Let’s see how long that lasts.”

“He has no idea what he’s walking into...”

Elias heard them, but their words meant little. He didn’t yet understand the layers of hierarchy or cruelty in a place like this.

One of the agents patted his shoulder. “This school is tough,” he said. “You’ll need to be tougher.”

Elias frowned. Their warnings were piling up fast.

“There aren’t many foreigners or werewolves here,” the agent continued. “Make the most of this chance. If you can connect with a lycan especially a senior with influence it could change everything.”

“Not just any lycan,” added the woman walking with them. “You need someone with authority.”

“She’s right,” the man nodded. “It won’t be easy, but it’s worth trying. And if your mate turns out to be one of them... well, you’ll have hit the jackpot.”

They guided him to his dorm, helped him unpack, offered advice long past what their roles required.

Perhaps it was kindness or perhaps they knew what he was about to face.

Elias had one advantage they admired: a near genius IQ of 230. They wanted to protect that. It would be a shame to see someone so promising crushed by court politics or caste cruelty.

When Elias saw the massive dorm room, complete with two beds, his curiosity peaked.

“I have a roommate?” he asked.

The agent gave a small smile. “Technically, yes. But don’t worry, he rarely stays here.”

“Why?”

“He lives in the palace.”

Elias’s heart jumped. “The palace?” he repeated.

“Yes,” one of them said vaguely. “You’ll understand soon enough.”

And with that, they left him at the door of his new life.

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154 Chapters
Chapter 1 — You Should Go
He hadn’t smoked in five years.Not since the first time he noticed me flinch at the smell. Not since he stubbed the cigarette out and said, with a faint, surprised frown, *I didn’t know it bothered you.*So when I stepped onto the balcony and saw the cigarette dangling between Alpha Daire Vhaloren’s fingers, I knew I was already being erased.Night air bit at my bare arms. Frostveil Manor sprawled out below us—white stone, black glass, and cold lights—his kingdom spread like a map. He didn’t turn to look at me. He just watched the city lights and said, "Flat and Final,"“You should go.”The words slid past my skin and into the old places, the ones carved out by *be good, be quiet, and be grateful*. My lungs forgot how to work for a beat.He still didn’t turn, but the hand with the cigarette shook once, ash spilling over the balcony rail and scattering into the night.I didn’t move. Obedience was a habit that had kept me breathing this long, but it hadn’t caught up to the part of me t
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Chapter 2 — New Name, Old Wolf
Three months later, my name was Mara, and my world smelled like stale beer and old fry oil.The Vesperridge dive bar didn’t have a sign so much as a flickering red *OPEN* that never quite managed all its letters at once. It sat wedged between a pawnshop and a shuttered tattoo parlor, the whole block soaked in neon and indifference. Perfect.Nobody here cared who you’d been, as long as you paid in cash and didn’t bleed on the furniture.“Table three’s trying to pay with vibes again,” Risa called over the thump of bass. “And you missed a spot.”I glanced down. A ring of someone’s spilled drink glistened on scarred wood. I wiped it away with a swipe of the rag, then moved, hips doing a practiced sidestep to avoid a staggering wolf twice my size.Being pregnant made me slower. The cheap suppressant tabs made me dull around the edges. But the reflexes—those I kept. You had to, if you were an omega working nights in a place that sold more fantasies than beer.“Mara, right?” one of the regul
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Chapter 3 — Contract Teeth
Daire didn’t wait for her answer.He moved—fast, decisive, and a shield and storm in one.The first Tribunal tracker cleared the top stair, eyes sweeping the room, mouth already opening to ask who had clearance to be in the back.Daire’s grip on the omega’s wrist tightened—not cruel, but decisive—and he hauled her off the stool and toward the staff door with a speed that would look, to anyone watching, like a pissed-off man dragging out a troublesome girl.To anyone who knew better, it was a shield.“Back exit,” he snapped, more to himself than to her.She stumbled once, then caught her footing. She didn’t scream. Didn’t even gasp loud enough to draw attention.Smart.The door banged open ahead of them. Wet night slammed into his face. Rain came down hard enough to turn neon into smeared streaks of color on the slick pavement.Perfect. Miserable. Useful.Rain blurred scent.He shoved the door shut behind them with his shoulder, listening for the shout that would mean they’d been marke
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CHAPTER 4 — Don’t Say My Name
The phone’s screen went dark in Daire’s hand. The words still echoed off wet brick.*Recover the Lunaris vessel. Alive.*Every muscle in his body screamed to move.He didn’t waste time explaining.He spun back toward the alley mouth, eyes tracking the bobbing white beams of Tribunal flashlights as they probed the main street. Their line of advance was obvious: sweep the open fronts first, then the side alleys.They’d hit the bar in less than a minute.“Back inside,” he said. “Now.”The omega—Elowen, even if she hadn’t given him that name—blinked at him like he’d punched her. Rain plastered her hair to her cheeks. Silver pulsed faintly under her sleeve, the bracelet heat he’d felt against his palm not entirely in his imagination.“You just said—”“I know what I said.” His tone came out harsher than he meant. “The front is about to be full of uniforms with scanners. We don’t want to meet them in the open.”Her eyes flicked toward the end of the alley where light scythed across the rain,
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CHAPTER 5 — Scent of a Secret
Elowen didn’t answer him.She didn’t get the chance.Someone knocked on the storage-room door—three sharp raps that were more code than courtesy. The voices in the hall shifted away. The whine of the indicator faded.“Move,” Daire said, already calculating the angles.He didn’t wait for her agreement. He cracked the door just enough to see Ira’s hunched silhouette and Kieran’s bored expression behind him.“Coast is mostly clear,” Kieran said, no preamble. “Two trackers at the front still harassing drunks. Back alley’s open—for now.”Daire slipped out, tugging Elowen after him. Her hand jerked in his, then settled. She could bolt later. If she was smart, she wouldn’t.They ghosted down the service corridor, through a side door, and into the wet dark again.Rain hit them like a curtain. Neon bled across the puddled street—red, blue, sickly green. Vesperridge kept its sins well lit.Daire didn’t take her back toward the main strip. He cut the other way down a side street lined with shutt
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CHAPTER 6 — Kieran Sable
The knock came in three sharp beats on the apartment door.Not the neighbor’s lazy fist. Not the nervous rattle of a landlord. A pattern. Crisp. Deliberate.Elowen was off the chair before she realized she’d moved.Her hand went automatically to the drawer by the chipped sink. Fingers closed around cold metal. The small kitchen knife felt laughable compared to what waited outside in the city, but the weight of it in her grip steadied something.Her body knew what her mind tried not to say out loud.You’ve been hunted before.“Stay back,” Daire said, already cutting between her and the door.She ignored him, keeping to the side, shoulders angled, knife low but ready. Old instinct: give yourself a line to run and a line to stab.The coded knock came again. Three. Pause. Two.“Kieran,” Daire muttered under his breath. His shoulders dropped half an inch from full attack stance to something slightly less murderous.He moved the chain, cracked the door, and then stepped aside as Kieran Sabl
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CHAPTER 7 — Run or Marry
Silence sat between the three of them for a heartbeat after Kieran’s last words.*They won’t kill you… they’ll sell you.*Something in Elowen’s chest snapped.“I’m leaving,” she said.Both men looked at her.She straightened from the chair, fingers curling at her sides. The room swayed a little at the edges, but she held herself still.“Tonight,” she added. “Before they tighten the net. Before anyone writes my name on a form.”“El—Mara—” Kieran began.“I’m not staying here,” she cut in. “In this city. In this apartment. In reach.” Her gaze flicked to Daire. “I made one mistake by staying in a house I didn’t own. I’m not repeating it in a safehouse I didn’t choose.”“You don’t have papers,” Daire said. “No clean ID, no pack registry—”“Exactly,” she snapped. “If they catch me here, they turn me into inventory. If they catch me somewhere else, at least they had to work for it.”Kieran rubbed a hand over his jaw, weighing. “I know a route,” he said slowly. “Smuggler line that runs bodies
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Chapter 8 – Terms[Part 1]
For a long moment, no one moved.The words hung between us like a drawn blade.*I’ll marry you… but I won’t be your secret—ever again.*Daire’s eyes searched my face as if he expected me to snatch the sentence back. Behind him, Kieran went very still, some quick calculation flickering and then smoothing in his gaze.I didn’t flinch. I was so tired of flinching.“Well,” Kieran said at last, lightly, as if we weren’t standing on the edge of a knife. “That’s one way to make the Tribunal work for their paperwork.”Daire didn’t look away from me. “Terms,” he said quietly. “You set them. All of them.”A bitter laugh scraped up my throat. “You always say the right things *after* doing the wrong ones.”“I’m still learning,” he said. “That’s why I’m not talking until you tell me what this looks like. To you.”“Good instinct,” Kieran muttered.I turned away from both of them, just enough to think. The couch was behind me; I let myself sink down onto it, knees suddenly less trustworthy than I wa
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Chapter 9 – Terms[Part 2]
He did.The night outside had edged into that late hour where the city held its breath between violence and exhaustion. The rain had softened to a mist that clung to skin and hair, turning every streetlight into a halo.We slipped down the back stairs and into the narrow passage between buildings. Lights glowed under the pawnshop’s side door. Ira’s hunched figure appeared when Kieran tapped the coded knock.“You’re all insane,” Ira muttered as he let us in. His eyes flicked to my stomach, and then away, like looking too long, might summon tribunals out of thin air. “I want triple for this, Sable.”“You’ll get it,” Kieran said. “And you’ll be able to say the Tribunal never laid a hand on a girl under your roof. That alone’s worth something.”“Not if they shut me down anyway,” Ira grumbled. “Back room.”The “back room” was barely bigger than Daire’s safehouse kitchen—just enough space for a table, four chairs, and a wall of shelves overflowing with pawned electronics and chipped dishes.
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Chapter 10 – The Inquisitor’s Shadow
The words on the screen felt like ice dropped down my spine.**The Inquisitor is already in Vesperridge.**Daire’s thumb hovered over the message as if not touching it could change it.“Inquisitor,” I repeated. “Not just some clerk with a pen.”“Vaelen Crowe doesn’t send clerks,” Kieran said quietly. “He sends orders. And cleaners.”The baby turned, a slow, uneasy roll. My bracelet pulsed once, hot, then settled into a simmer that felt like a warning.“How does he move that fast?” I asked. “The broadcast was—what, an hour ago?”“Crowe doesn’t sleep when there’s bloodline involved,” Kieran said. “He’s probably had an eye on this city for weeks. He was just waiting for an excuse.”“Us,” I said. “We’re the excuse.”Daire’s jaw clenched. “Then we give him as little as possible to work with.”***By morning, Vesperridge wasn’t my city anymore.It wasn’t anyone’s. It belonged to the Tribunal.Checkpoint stands blossomed at the major intersections like some ugly steel-flowered fungus—portabl
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