All Chapters of My Alpha's Vengeance: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Elisa’s POV"I think…" I winced, my fingers clutching the edge of the table as a sudden, striking pain shot through my abdomen. My breath caught in my throat, and I could feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead. "The baby is coming, Lucian!"The words tumbled out of my mouth in a mixture of panic and excitement. This was it. The moment we had been waiting for, the culmination of nine months of anticipation and preparation. My heart raced as I tried to steady my breathing, attempting to cope with the intensity of the contractions that were now coursing through me.In the hazy morning light that filtered through the curtains, I could see Lucian's silhouette moving rapidly from the closet to my side. He had a shirt in one hand and a pair of jeans in the other, frozen in his tracks by my sudden declaration.His usually composed face was etched with a mixture of concern and determination as he registered my state. "Elisa," he said softly, his voice brimming with a blend of awe and urgen

"Lucien is so cute!" Elle exclaimed, her fingers deftly weaving my hair into a delicate braid. I cradled my slumbering bundle of joy, my son Lucien, in my arms. The warmth of his tiny body against my chest filled me with an indescribable sense of contentment. We both couldn't help but dissolve into a chorus of soft giggles, our hearts dancing with the happiness that only a sleeping baby could bring.As Elle continued to work her magic on my hair, her hands moved with a practiced grace, careful not to disrupt the serenity of the moment. I watched her reflection in the mirror, her eyes sparkling with affection as she stole glances at Lucien. Her friendship had always been a source of strength for me, and now, as we navigated the beautiful chaos of motherhood together, our bond had only grown stronger."Time flies so fast, doesn't it, Luna?" Elle mused, her voice a gentle melody that matched the tranquility of the scene. Her words resonated deeply within me, echoing the sentiment I had b

As Lucian and his troop departed from the safety of our pack's base, my heart grew heavier with each step they took. I watched them disappear into the horizon, their figures blending with the vastness of the world beyond. The weight of worry settled upon my shoulders, threatening to consume me.Returning inside the Alpha's mansion, I was greeted by Elle, our trusted pack member who had lovingly prepared Lucien's milk. Her words carried a hint of reassurance, a reminder that I shouldn't allow my fears to consume me completely. "You shouldn't worry too much, Luna," she said gently. "Alpha and the troop will be back by tomorrow."Her words echoed in my mind, and I tried to find solace in them. I had witnessed Lucian's capabilities time and time again, his strength and strategic mind leading our pack to victory. Yet, despite my trust in him, an ominous feeling gnawed at the edges of my consciousness, casting a shadow of doubt over my thoughts. I couldn't shake the feeling that something w

The weight of grief and guilt bore down upon me, threatening to crush my spirit. The truth, like a dagger to the heart, pierced through my being, leaving me numb with disbelief. My precious son, just one month old, was gone, and I blamed myself entirely for his tragic fate.The devastation of the night's events echoed in my mind, a relentless reminder of the lives lost and the pain that now consumed me. The rogues, in their merciless rampage, had not only taken the lives of our people but had also extinguished the light of my innocent child. I couldn't comprehend how such cruelty could exist in this world.As tears streamed down my face, my heart bled with a mixture of sorrow and anger. I longed to seek vengeance, to hunt down each and every rogue responsible for my son's death. Yet, as I gazed upon Lucien's lifeless body, the weight of my sorrow left me feeling drained and powerless. The rage within me simmered, overshadowed by the overwhelming sense of loss.I cradled Lucien's tiny

The bustling streets of the capital were alive with vibrant energy as families, friends, and lovers strolled hand in hand, their laughter and chatter filling the air. The aroma of street food tantalized my nostrils, and the sight of colorful decorations and twinkling lights created a festive ambiance.Lester's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he described the festivities, his voice filled with excitement. "Daphne, you won't believe how amazing it is! We buy delicious food from the vendors, watch the breathtaking fireworks display, and the best part is the dance in the town square."I glanced at the town square, now bustling with activity. Music drifted through the air, beckoning people to gather and join in the celebration. Couples and groups of friends moved to the rhythm, their laughter and joy infectious.Leonor, sensing my hesitation, smiled gently. "Daphne, the dance is a beautiful tradition. It's an opportunity to connect with others, to let go and immerse yourself in the mome