Three Alphas, One Broken Luna

Erica POV Enough, Chris says. Alpha command slammed into me, forcing my wolf to submit, my knees nearly buckling. I don't want to hear another word from you. Nurses and doctors rushed past, wheeling Becky toward the emergency room. She reached out weakly toward the Alphas, her face pale, blood staining her dress. "Promise me," Becky gasped, her voice barely audible. "Promise me you'll protect our baby, even if I don't make it." "Don't say that." Max's voice cracked as he grabbed her hand. "You're going to be fine, both of you, we promise." Ken added, his jaw tight. "Nothing will happen to you or our child." Our child. The words echoed in my mind like a death sentence. I watched, invisible, as they surrounded her stretcher. Their hands fixed on her, their eyes filled with fear and love, emotions I'd never seen directed at me. The emergency room doors swung shut, leaving me alone in the hallway. Minutes crawled by like hours. Max's voice cut through the air, sharp as a blade

Erica POV Chris's knees hit the ground as he watched Erica collapse, a dark stain spreading across her neck as her body trembled and her eyes fluttered closed.His wolf let out a mournful howl that echoed through the halls. Max stormed inside, scooping Erica's unconscious body into his arms. Panic clawed at his chest.As he lifted her the alarming crimson stain spreading from the gash on her neck. Get the healer. Ken shouted as he ran behind him, while Chris stood frozen, his expression blank with shock.As if his mind couldn't process what was happening. My blood was everywhere on Max's shirt, on Ken's hands, dripping onto the marble floor as they ran through the Pack House halls.Move. Max roared at pack members who'd stopped to stare, get out of the way. I could hear them distantly like I was underwater. Their voices were muffled, panicked.Strange. I thought, hazily. I'd never heard them panic before. Erica stay with me. That was Max. His arms trembling beneath me.Don't you dare clos

Ken's POV Becky stormed in angrily, her gaze flicking between my brothers and me before landing on Erica. Who still looked unconscious. "So because of this b*tch, you refuse to come see me?" she spat in anger, and my frown deepened. "You should be in bed resting," Max said. Becky scoffed bitterly, her glare shifting to him. "And you three should be by my side, not by hers. I'm the one who just had a miscarriage. I lost your babies because of her. And instead of staying with me, you're here with her." Her voice cracked with anger. My wolf growled angrily inside me. "Can't you see? Erica almost lost her life." "Is her life more important than the ones I just lost?" Becky said disrespectfully, and my frown deepened. Chris, who had been silent since she walked in, moved closer to her. His jaw clenched. "Stop blaming Erica. The doctors confirmed it was an unavoidable miscarriage. She had nothing to do with it." Becky's eyes widened. "I don't believe that." "It doesn't matt

Erica's POV for the past week, I had locked myself away in my room, drowning in grief, mourning the man who had been my protector, my guide. My father. I had not seen the triplets in all that time, not Becky either, and I was grateful for it. But my solitude had come to an end. Today, I had to resume my duties as Luna, even though the pack refused to see me as one. Standing before the mirror, dressed in a simple black gown, I stared at my reflection and inhaled deeply. My once bright eyes were dull, swollen from the countless tears I had shed. My cheeks were hollow from the days I had spent barely eating. But I couldn't afford to appear weak today. "Are you nervous?" my wolf asked. I exhaled slowly, not really. Smoothing down my dress, I forced myself to look into my own eyes, finding the strength I needed within them. Enough. It had been enough mourning. I had already spent a week grieving alone in my room, mourning the loss of my father, the man who had given everyt