Chapter 7

MEGAN’S POV

The Rolls-Royce drove into a massive mansion, and the driver rushed down to open the car while Nate helped me out of the car. The moment I stepped out of the car, I heaved a sigh of relief as I scanned around the compound with a faint smile on my face.

“It feels good to be back home. I’m never leaving again.” I mumbled as Nate patted my shoulder.

The servants and bodyguards stood by the door, and the minute I stepped closer to them, they bowed immediately. “Welcome home, Moon Heiress,” they chorused as I smiled a little.

The entrance door swung open, and my father walked out of it. Tears clouded my eyes. I was filled with regret and sadness. I could remember clearly 4 years ago, standing on this same spot, I dragged my luggage out, refusing to listen to all pleas and warnings not to marry Alpha Austin.

“My decision is final. I’m not going to Europe, and I would rather not take over the pack’s position as the Moon Heiress. All I want is to be Austin’s wife.” I lamented dragging my box out of the mansion.

Tears brimmed in my eyes as I sniffed hard and ran to my father. I fell on my knees as tears rolled from my face. He quickly helped me up. “Don’t cry, my princess.” He patted my hair.

“I’m so sorry, Dad; you warned me, but I was blinded by love. I didn’t listen. I let you down, Dad.” I whimpered, turning away my face in shame.

“That bastard.” The Alpha King, my father muttered as he patted me tenderly. “He never deserved you. You’re home now, Megan. Have some rest; please keep in mind that you have a little life growing inside you. Most importantly, you have to learn how to be a real Alpha Queen of our pack and the Moon Heiress of the Werewolf Packs. Moreover, you would have to leave soon for Europe to handle our business and companies over there for a while. Megan, my dear, are you ready?”

I sniffed hard and nodded. “Yes, Dad. I’m ready to take back my crown and my unparalleled bloodline. If not anything, for my baby.” I slowly rubbed my stomach. Instantly, I took off the patch on my chest, and my eyes gleamed with fire.

“That’s the daughter I birthed. You concealed your extraordinary powers just to be with that bastard. I’m glad you’re finally back to take over your crown as the Moon Heiress.” My father smiled broadly.

With a teary smile, I sniveled hard. “I won’t let you down again, Dad. I have to step up my game for you, the pack, and my child.”

“Oh, that’s by the way. How far gone are you?” He softly questioned. “Did they give you a sonogram?”

My eyes widened, and a gasp escaped my mouth. “I left the report at Austin’s. I’ll get it tomorrow. He doesn’t need to know about the baby. Once I get the sonogram, I’ll leave the country for Europe.”

Meanwhile, Alpha Austin walked into the mansion with his suitcase still in his hand. “Megan, did you make my French toast…” He stopped as his eyes scanned around the empty house. His voice echoed while he spoke.

“Did she really not come back?” He thought as he dropped the suitcase on the sofa and walked towards the unmade bed with his eyes dimmed with worry.

Memories rushed back into his head as his eyes moved from the couch to the bed and then to the dressing table.

“Austin, I know you liked this shirt so much; don’t worry, I’ll sew in the fallen button myself.” I had smiled broadly as I sat on the couch with a needle and thread as I sewed the missing button on his shirt, and then suddenly I got pricked by the needle, and I flinched in pain.

He only turned his face at me and mumbled nonchalantly. “You’re so clumsy. Try to be more careful.”

And then, he glanced at the bed. He remembered when I always made the bed, folded his pajamas neatly and placed them on the bed, waiting for him each time he came back from work.

Whenever he stepped into the bedroom, I would rush to help him take off his suit and the suitcase while he put on his pajamas that had already been folded and placed on the bed, then slipped his feet into the already arranged fur slides.

He recalled how he always found strawberry cupcakes on the bedside table because he had a sweet tooth and I’d always bake him his favorite strawberry cakes.

Now, there were no pajamas, no cupcakes, no fur slides… just the cold, empty

However, he never believed that I was going to divorce him. In his words, where would she go? How would she survive without me? He only concluded that I was throwing tantrums and that I would be back to become his obedient housewife.

As he paced about the room, his eyes caught on a paper on the table, and reluctantly he picked it up. His eyes grew wide in shock and realization.

“A sonogram?” He mouthed as he stared at the paper.

Without hesitation, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number before placing the phone on his left ear.

“Alpha, you must have heard the good news. Luna Megan is pregnant, congratulations.” The pack doctor’s elated voice echoed through the phone’s speaker.

He shut his eyes tight. “So it’s true?”

“Of course, Alpha. She was so excited and couldn’t wait to share the news with you. I’m a little surprised you’re just finding out now. She was eager to share the news with you.” The doctor continued as Austin’s jaw dropped.

Then, he flashed back to the times I had told him I had something to tell him and how he didn’t pay any attention. “Thank you, doctor.” He managed to speak and hung the call up.

Slamming his fist against the table, his eyes gleaming like wildfire. “Megan. No…” He growled.