The Lost Luna: Pregnant for the betraying alpha

FionaMy heart leaped with overwhelming joy as I raced through the Eastern hall of the pack house that led to Lucian’s office. I couldn’t wait to deliver the news to him. After my many failed attempts to conceive his heir, I was finally pregnant. When I reached the door, the two warriors guarding his office stopped me as I tried to enter. Their shoulders touched as they formed a wall of obstruction between me and the door. ‘Was this a joke?’ I thought as I searched their eyes for answers but their eyes avoided mine. “What is the meaning of this?” I asked, folding my arms. “I apologize, Luna, but the alpha is busy and he doesn’t want to see anyone now.” The redhead warrior answered with his eyes still looking up. “What is that supposed to mean? Do I look like anyone to you? He might be busy for many reasons but not for me. I have important news to deliver. Now, step aside!” I ordered, but the two men didn’t move a muscle and their disobedience was starting to piss me off. Few days

FionaI was shoved hard to the unforgiving ground of the dungeon, the hash impact knocking the breath out of my lungs. I gasped loudly, due to the fall’s impact and the sudden disrespect from the warriors towards me. “This is where a mutt like you belongs.” A bald warrior snarled before swinging the heavy metal gates shut. A loud thud echoing throughout the empty room. Carefully, I hissed as I peeled myself off from the cold slick ground, coming up in a kneeling position. The air in the oppressive dungeon was thick with iron and humidity. My body felt heavy and beads of sweat rolled down my forehead. The injuries that I sustained still sent small jolts of pain around my body. However, the bleeding had subsided. Mera was healing me but the process was rather slow due to the effects of the silver. The stench filled excuse for a dress that they donned me hanged sloppily on my shoulders. Faint crusts of dirt and sweat coated my slightly bruised skin, making me feel filthy. I register

FionaThe thick filthy cloth that covered my head made it hard for me to decipher the height of what was going on. All I could only hear was the sound of the unknown creature dashing in and out of the trees around us. The creature’s technique was familiar. If there is one person that I know, who loves stalking his prey inside the trees, it could be my brother, Orion. What if it was him? Maybe he had survived and was now here to rescue me. I could only let the seed of hope start to grow within me. Suddenly, my captors went quiet, and I could hear the silent clanging of metal and the stretching sound of what seemed to be elastic. The weakening smell of silver filled my nostrils. One of them was holding a silver tip arrow, obviously aimed at the creature in the tree, the creature that might turn out to be my brother The rogue who was to shoot was standing close to me because I could hear his heartbeat beating rapidly as he pulled at his bow. I needed to do something. It might re

FionaAfter a deep breath, I gave in. A surge of power course through me, my bone making creaking noises as I shifted, the change almost instantaneous. I felt pain and soothing relief mingle as my muscle expanded, my skin sprouted thick black fur and my elongated nails dig into the earth. My vision sharpened quickly, the world suddenly switching to shade of grey and silver as I stepped forward on four legs. One of the rogues have already crossed the bridge halfway, fear imminent in his expression as he watched me closely. The rogue at the other end stood ready with his bow and arrow, ready to shoot if I made any movement. “Fuck, I told you she wasn’t wolfless.” The archer rogue murmured to his boss. The one in the middle of the bridge unsheathed his sword, moving his feet slowly. Mera barred her canines, a deep growl rumbling her chest, warning him not to take any step further. “So, what’s the plan now?” I asked as I rubbed myself anxiously in Mera’s mind. “I’m going to slash

FionaThe elder whistled for one of the other wolves to come and take care of the young woman whose name seems to be kaelina, from my hands. Her words still hung in the air, heavy with a truth I wasn’t prepared to face. My hands trembled as I looked from her to Kaelina, then back to the elder.“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “My mother… She died when I was born. I don’t understand.”The elder’s expression softened, her piercing eyes studying me with a mix of sadness and admiration. “Your mother was one of us, Fiona. A rare wolf, blessed with a connection to the Moon Goddess. Her spirit was strong, her heart even stronger. But when she was forced to leave our pack, she carried a heavy burden: you.”The weight of her words settled over me, and I felt the faint stirrings of something deep within my soul. It was as if the very essence of my wolf was responding to the elder’s revelation.“She prayed to the Moon Goddess as she gave her final breath,” the elde