INICIAR SESIÓNCompartir
Chapter 1:The Nightmare Begins
Fecha de publicación:
2026-01-27 23:45:25I stared at the pregnancy test in my trembling hands, my heart pounding against my ribs like a trapped bird. The faint blue lines glowed unnaturally bright under the bathroom light, as if touched by something unseen.
I blinked, rubbing my eyes hard.
It was still there. Positive.
A strange warmth curled low in my abdomen—not pain, not comfort, but something alive. My wolf stirred for the first time in years, restless and alert.
"I'm pregnant," I whispered to the empty bathroom, my voice breaking. "I'm going to be a mother."
Tears slid down my cheeks, hot and uncontrollable. For the past year, my life as the unspoken mate of Kael Blackwood had been nothing short of hell. Although the Moon Goddess herself had bound us as Fated Mates, Kael had never publicly marked me, never acknowledged me as his Luna.
To him—and to the entire Moon Pack—I was just Aria.
A mistake he refused to name.
He was cold. Distant. And when his patience ran thin, cruel.
But tonight… tonight would be different.
An heir.
Every Alpha needed one. The laws of the Pack were clear on that—even if Kael pretended otherwise. Once he knew I was carrying his child, he would have to see me. To accept me.
Maybe then… maybe then he would finally love me.
I pressed a hand to my stomach, swallowing past the sudden tightness in my chest.
Stay with me, I silently begged. Please.
The Pack House blazed with light and sound.
Music echoed through the grand hall as wolves in expensive gowns and tailored suits laughed and celebrated. The scent of roasted meat, wine, and raw Alpha power saturated the air, making my head spin.
I stood at the entrance, suddenly dizzy. The warmth in my abdomen flared again—sharp this time—before fading.
No one greeted me.
As I moved through the crowd, conversations stopped. Backs turned. Smirks formed.
"What is she doing here?" Jessica, the Beta’s daughter, whispered loudly. "Doesn't she know she's just a bed warmer?"
Another laugh followed. "Kael would never disgrace the Pack by making her Luna."
I tightened my grip on my clutch. The pregnancy test inside felt heavier than stone.
Just wait, I told myself. They won’t be laughing for long.
Then I saw him.
Kael stood at the center of the hall, champagne in hand, commanding attention without effort. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Dominant. His dark hair fell carelessly over eyes the color of glacial ice.
Power radiated from him in waves.
My wolf—weak, silenced for years—lifted her head and whimpered.
I drew in a shaky breath and stepped forward.
"Kael," I called softly, reaching for his arm.
He turned.
The warmth in his eyes vanished the instant he saw me.
"Aria." His voice was low, sharp. "I thought I told you to stay in your room if you didn't have anything appropriate to wear."
A familiar sting pierced my chest. I forced myself to smile. "I… I have something important to tell you. It's about us."
"Us?" He scoffed, glancing around. "There is no us. Not tonight. Go back upstairs."
"No, please," I whispered. My heart raced. This was my only chance. "Kael, I'm pr—"
BANG!
The massive oak doors burst open.
The music died. Laughter vanished. Silence slammed into the room like a blade.
Moonlight flooded the entrance.
A woman stood there.
Her cloak was torn, her face pale and smudged with dirt, yet her beauty was devastating. Long silver hair cascaded down her back, shimmering like liquid moonlight. Her eyes—clear, fragile, glass-like—searched the room in terror.
A chill ripped through my spine.
Kael went rigid.
His glass slipped from his hand and shattered at his feet.
"…Serena?" he whispered.
The name detonated the room.
"The savior!"
"The Alpha’s miracle—returned!"
Serena swayed—and collapsed.
"Kael…" she sobbed weakly.
"SERENA!"
Kael moved.
Not walked.
He charged.
I was directly in his path.
"Kael—wait!" I cried.
"Move!"
He knew it was me.
He knew my body was fragile.
And still—he shoved me aside with the full force of an Alpha.
Pain exploded as I hit the marble floor. My vision blurred.
My stomach clenched violently.
"My baby—!" I gasped, curling instinctively, arms wrapping around my abdomen as terror drowned everything else.
The warmth flared again—hot, furious.
No one looked at me.
All eyes were on Kael as he fell to his knees, gathering Serena into his arms as if she were the only thing that mattered in the world.
"I thought you died," he choked. "I thought I lost you."
"I crawled back from death for you," Serena whispered.
I lay on the cold floor, shaking, watching the man I loved hold another woman with a tenderness he had never shown me.
To him, she was salvation.
To him, I was nothing.
"Kael…" I whispered.
Serena glanced at me then, eyes widening in false concern. "Who is she?"
Kael’s jaw tightened. He stood, lifting Serena into his arms with reverence.
He looked down at me—curled, pale, clutching my stomach.
"Stop embarrassing yourself," he said coldly. "Get up."
"I need to tell you something…" My voice shook.
"Not now."
He turned to the crowd, voice ringing with authority.
Cheers erupted.
I disappeared.
As he passed me on the way upstairs—to our bedroom—he paused.
"Clean this up," he said to the servants, gesturing at me.
Then, without emotion:
"Move your things out of the master bedroom tonight. The basement quarters will suit you."
My breath shattered.
"Why…?"
He smiled softly at the woman in his arms before answering.
"Because Serena is the rightful mistress of this house."
Último capítulo
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 372 The Light That Had Teeth
The cannon light did not burn.That was the first wrong thing.Fire would have been honest. Heat, smoke, skin blistering off bone; those were things a body could understand. The Null-Canon gave me none of that. It took the air out of my lungs, the weight out of my blood, and the direction out of the world, then pulled me upward through the place where the basement ceiling used to be.My fingers clawed at nothing.For one stupid, human second, I tried to grab the terminal.Not the Root. Not the Mercury Lines. Not the hidden architecture of Rebirth City.The terminal.The old mechanical keys with blood drying in the cracks. The cracked glass corner where Silas had once slammed his fist and sworn it could survive a direct overload. The ugly little machine that smelled like hot plastic, old dust, and the cheap soap the basement girls used when there was enough water pressure to pretend they were still people.My nails scraped throu
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 371 The Prisoner of Protocol
FIFTY-EIGHT SECONDS.The basement floor didn't just vibrate; it shrieked. A high-frequency howl tore through the limestone, rattling my molars and making the glass of the monitor screens ripple like water. I lunged for the terminal, my boots skidding on a layer of frost that shouldn't have been there. In the gaps of the foundation above, the sky of Rebirth City had finished its rot, turning from a synthetic blue to a flat, light-eating black."Silas, get up!"He didn't move. He was a heap of iron and scarred muscle on the floor, his fingers digging into his scalp so hard his knuckles had turned white. His cybernetic eye whirred—a frantic, mechanical clicking—but the iris was gone, replaced by a flickering grey 'loading' icon. The system was formatting him in real-time, scrubbing the Guardian clean of the woman he’d spent months protecting."Who..." He coughed, and the sound was wet, like gravel in a blender. "Target... target identified.
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 370 The Unholy Alliance
My fingers lock into a jagged ridge of granite that shouldn't be here, anchoring us to the only sliver of the ceiling that hasn't turned into white static.The girl’s weight drags at my shoulder, her scream swallowed by the white noise of the churning throat of gray pixels below. Gravity is glitching, the air tasting like scorched copper as the first Null-Drone recalibrates its weapons for a second pulse.I heave us onto a narrow lip of rendered stone. The strength doesn't feel like mine. It's a surge of foreign current, a jagged lightning bolt shooting through a dying wire.Above us, the three drones hover. Their optic lenses cycle through shades of confused amber, sweeping the area for the anomaly that just absorbed a formatting pulse and lived.I am that anomaly.I press my palms flat against the stone, needing the bite of nineteen-degree granite to prove I am still physical. My chest doesn't heave; it grinds. It feels as if my ribs have b
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 369 The Guilt
The white light from the drone’s discharge shears the air an inch above my ear, the heat singeing the frayed threads of my hood. I don’t flinch. My fingers are already buried past the knuckles in the terminal’s glass, the interface yielding like thick, electrified honey as I submerge my consciousness into the city’s Root layer."Move, Silas!" I bark.Silas is a blur of frayed iron and sparking steel. He slams into a support beam, using the momentum to swing upward, his heavy blade grinding through the lead drone’s ceramic casing with a screech that vibrates through my teeth. The machine sputters, trailing black pixels as it hits the floor."Terminal’s live," Silas grunts, his voice a gravelly rasp. He pivots, his cybernetic eye flickering between a dull gray and a frantic, dying amber. "Aria—tell me. Why are we in the dark? Did the Alpha... did Kael send these?"I don’t answer. I don’t have the breath
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 368 Blood for Blood
The white isn't empty; it’s a pressure. It pushes against my eardrums until the bone clicks, smelling of ionized air and scorched hair.Silas’s fingers are anchors of bruised heat around my wrist, the only tether left while the basement re-renders in jagged pulses of steel.I press my free hand against the nearest server rack. The metal is freezing, biting into my skin with a reality that hurts."Stay with me," Silas grunts.His voice rasps over the high-frequency whine of the cooling units. A static hiss snaps from the housing nearest us—a sharp crack of discharged energy that leaves the taste of copper on my tongue.I pull my arm back. It isn't a jerk, but a slow, heavy strength that forces his grip to break.My skin feels like live wire. The Mercury Lines—the liquid silver maps of the city’s power—are no longer just under my skin. They are the skin.They pulse with a molten gold light that bleeds
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 367 The Standoff
The white isn't light. It’s a pressurized void, a gap in the code where the Moonstone Citadel used to be. I press my palm against the basement wall, the stone grinding into my skin until the grit draws blood.Forty-two degrees. The biting cold is the only thing proving I haven't been deleted along with the rest of the room.Leo’s pulse thrums against my lower ribs. It’s a steady, rhythmic vibration, a low-frequency broadcast that anchors my weight to the floor. In this vacuum, his heartbeat is the only source of gravity I have left.The white fractures.The basement bleeds back into existence, but the rendering is staggered. The server racks are jagged, their edges pixelating into static. The air tastes like scorched copper and ozone.Rebirth City has stabilized for now, but the floor is buried under a layer of fine, gray ash—the incinerated remains of the code Serena tried to purge.I pull my hand from the wall. The
Replaced by His First Love Chapter 34: The Council's Envoy
The Grand Foyer of the Moon Pack House was a ruin of splintered oak and driving rain.Elder Thorne stood in the center of the debris, his white fur cloak untouched by the storm, his black eyes scanning the room with the entitlement of a god inspecting an anthill.Behind him, the twelve Justiciars f
Última actualización : 2026-03-20Replaced by His First Love Chapter 48: Night of Silent Cracks
Midnight in the East Wing felt like a tomb built from velvet and ice.Outside, the northern mist had returned, thick and relentless, coiling against the reinforced glass like ghosts with unfinished business. Inside the study, a single candle burned on the desk. Its amber flame flickered, stretchin
Última actualización : 2026-03-22Replaced by His First Love Chapter 35: A Fragile Truce
The storm had passed, leaving the Moon Pack estate washed in a cold, gray stillness.Elder Thorne and his executioners were gone, chased off by the threat of economic collapse and a wall of wolf-warriors. But the threat hung in the air like ozone after lightning—invisible, suffocating, waiting to s
Última actualización : 2026-03-21Replaced by His First Love Chapter 41: Shared Heat
The sulfurous air of Ash Valley thickened, shifting from a hazy red to a suffocating bruise-purple. The ground beneath Phoenix’s tactical boots pulsed with a bone-deep vibration, as if the mountain itself were running a fever.“The third gate,” Kael rasped.He stood at the edge of the circular ston
Última actualización : 2026-03-21
También te puede gustar
Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends
Alexis Dee499.4K vistasPregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate
Caroline Above Story643.9K vistasThe Luna Choosing Game
Jane Above Story1.0M vistasAlpha Loren
Elle A. H.598.9K vistasThe Alpha's Unwanted Queen
Agatha Power 144 vistasNavy's Sons: Bullied by Quadruplet Stepbrothers
Lino15.1K vistasTHE ALPHA’s DEAD CONTRACT WIFE
Hope49 vistasRejected By My Alpha, Mother To His Heirs.
Ghlowreeeh140 vistas
