LOGINCHAPTER 34: Who Is Anna?Charlotte still didn't wake up.Day 184 of pregnancy. 6:00 AM. Snow still falling through the broken window.The small bump had kicked twice at 2:00 AM — weak kicks, like tired little fish — then went still again. Too still.Dorian said the pups were sleeping again to save energy. But Charlotte's lips were cracked now. No water for 30 hours. No food."We need to make her wake," Angelo said. He was still shirtless, still holding her left side. His amber eyes were black from no sleep. "She needs water. Pups need water."Valentine was on the right side, his big hand never leaving the small bump. "She whispered a name. Anna. Who is Anna?"Maya stepped forward. She had been searching all night with James. No sleep. She held a tablet — pack security tablet."I checked all pack records, Alphas. There is no Anna in Red Moon Pack. No maid, no guard, no cook named Anna.""Check old records," Angelo growled. "Maybe dead? Maybe from Sophie's time?""Already checked, Alpha
CHAPTER 33: Two More Mirrors Charlotte didn't wake up. Day 183 of pregnancy turned to night. So the big Alpha bedroom was freezing. But Charlotte was not cold. Valentine was holding her from the left side, Angelo from the right side. Both shirtless, both using their own Alpha body heat to keep her small bump warm. Their big hands were both on the small bump. Six months. Heavy. But cold. Too cold. "No kick for six hours," Valentine whispered. His gold eyes were red. He hadn't slept. "Dorian, check again." Dorian came in for the tenth time. Glasses foggy from the cold room. He put the stethoscope gently on Charlotte's small bump, where the white nightgown was still faintly gold. Everyone held their breath. Maya at the door with a gun. James by the broken window with claws out. Even the guards outside stopped breathing. Dorian listened. One second. Two seconds. Ten seconds. Then — thump. Very weak. Very slow. Like a tiny heart tired from running too much. Dorian closed his eye
CHAPTER 32: The Light That BurnsCrack.The window cracked again. Bigger this time.Snow wind blew into the big Alpha bedroom. The curtains flew.Charlotte's hands locked tighter around her small bump. Her heart was beating so fast she could hear it in her ears."Angelo!" she tried to mindlink again. "Valentine!"Nothing. Silence. Just her own human heartbeat.The black Moon Prison bracelet on her wrist was ice cold again, frost covering the black metal. It was working hard to keep her wolf asleep. To keep her human."Little human Luna..." the man's voice came again from outside the window. Closer now. "I can see your gold small bump through the wall... even through the prison..."The window pushed open. A hand came in.Not a big Alpha hand. A younger hand. Thin. With a scar on the knuckle.Charlotte knew that scar. She had seen it when Sam carried food trays to the dungeon."Sam?" she whispered.Sam climbed in through the window. Snow on her shoulders, snow in her hair. Her eyes were
CHAPTER 31: The Pups Protect MamaThe hall was empty in less than two minutes.Angelo's order - "prepare for war" - was enough. The sound of 200 wolves running, growling, mindlinking each other filled the stone corridors.But in the middle of the hall, Charlotte was still in her wheelchair. Her hands were locked around her small bump.It was hot. Too hot."Charlotte!" Valentine was already kneeling in front of her. He put his big hand over her small bump, over her shaking hands. "What is it? Does it hurt?""The bracelet," she whispered. Her voice was so small. "It's so cold. And my small bump... it's burning."Angelo came from behind and touched the black Moon Prison bracelet on her wrist. He hissed and pulled his hand back. The bracelet was ice cold, frost was forming on the black metal."This is wrong," he growled. "Maya! Get Dorian! Now!"Maya was already running. She had dropped her cereal box on the floor.Luna Sophie was crying next to the wheelchair, holding Charlotte's other h
CHAPTER 30: The Pack HallAngelo and Valentine push Charlotte in the wheelchair into the big hall. 200 wolves are staring. Whispering.The big double doors opened and the whispering stopped for one second, then started again louder.Charlotte felt all eyes on her. On her wheelchair. On her blanket that was covering her small bump. On her wrist where the black Moon Prison bracelet was shining, heavy and cold.Elder Rourke stands with Elder Mack beside him while the rest of the elders are on their sit. The elders were in a half-circle, old and serious. Elder Mack's face was hard. Elder Rourke looked sad and worried.Luna Sophie and Alpha James were there too. Sophie ran to Charlotte when she saw her."Charlotte," Sophie whispered, holding her hand. "You shouldn't have come. You are on bed rest."Charlotte shook her head weakly. Her hazel brown eyes - no gold, no wolf - were tired. "They called me. I have to come."Angelo pushed her wheelchair to the middle of the hall. Valentine walked
*CHAPTER 29: The Luna In Black Chains*Charlotte woke up.The sun was already in the room. Her eyes opened slowly. She was on the big Luna bed, pillows behind her back. Angelo was sleeping sitting on the floor, his big hand holding hers through the bed rail. Valentine was on the other side, his head on the bed, sleeping while holding her small bump gently.She tried to sit up."Angelo?" she called in her mind. _"Angelo, my back hurts."_Nothing.No answer. No warm mindlink feeling. Just silence in her head.She panicked. She tried again, harder._"Valentine? Valentine, can you hear me?"_Nothing. Again.Valentine was right beside her, his hand on her small bump, but she could not hear him in her head."Angelo!" she shouted out loud this time, her voice shaking. "Valentine!"Both Alphas jumped awake instantly."Charlotte! I'm here! I'm here!" Angelo stood up, his eyes red from not sleeping.Valentine also sat up. "Baby, what's wrong? Is it the pups? Is your small bump hurting?"Charlot







