The Alpha Who Broke Me First

I woke up to a white ceiling. The sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic filled my lungs before my eyes even fully focused, and I knew immediately where I was. The medical wing. I had always hated how quickly my body could recognize places like this.For a moment, I didn’t move. It was a habit I had never been able to break—staying composed long enough to understand the situation before anyone else could define it for me.The door opened softly.The pack doctor stepped in, and I watched his face before he even spoke. There was always a moment like this… when people decided how much truth they could afford to give me.“Luna,” he began gently, already bracing. “You’ve been unconscious for several hours. There were complications from the fall.”I stared at the ceiling instead of him.“The pregnancy—”“I know,” I interrupted.He stopped.“I know,” I said again, quieter this time, more to myself than to him.My hand moved instinctively toward my pocket, but there was nothing there. The test wa

He took me to the north wing guest quarters.Not the medical wing. That alone told me he understood what I hadn’t needed to explain: I could not be found by Kieran’s people, not yet. The north wing was different from the rest of the pack house. It belonged to visiting Alphas and their inner circles, governed by an unspoken rule of discretion. No one entered without permission, and no one asked questions about what they saw inside. It was, in its own way, the safest place in this building that had already turned dangerous for me.I noticed everything as we walked. The sound of footsteps behind us, the spacing of guards along the corridor, the way people lowered their gazes when they recognized him. Two members of his retinue walked beside us without instruction, and still, no one spoke.He walked beside me at a careful distance. That small restraint should not have mattered. It did.The rooms he led me into were large but stripped of excess things. A meal had been left untouched on the