Semua Bab Led to You: The Alpha’s Angel: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Seraphina POVCallan and I stood in front of both our packs in awe of how big our pack looked united as one. Accompanying us on stage was one of Callan’s advisors. An elderly man, named Clark. Instead of his usual pilisophical garb, he was instead in a dark navy suit with his wirey hair combed to the side. “Good evening everyone,” Callan addressed everyone. “We are blessed by the Moon Goddess to have such wonderful packmembers. We know that the past couple of months have been filled with disturbing events. Our goal tonight it to unite two of the most powerful packs in the region and become one.” Some murmurs echoed in the crowd. “We know that there is some bad blood between the two packs for obvious reasons.” I chimed in before pausing. “However, in order to get away from the past, we need to pave the way to our future.”“In order to perform the unification ceremony, we will draw a vote. Majority will win. We are in a unique situation because the alphas of our packs are indeed fated

Sera POVCallan looked at me as if I had three heads. I knew this wasn’t the right time to say anything to him. However, he left me no choice. After a few moments I began to squirm under his shocked stare. After a few agonizing moments, Callan finally snapped out of his shock and cupped my face. I placed my hands over his and looked down. Unable to to meet his eyes. “I’m sorry I only just found out this morn—” Callan cut me off by pressing a passionate kiss to my lips. The lips that I had grown so infatuated with. His tongue tangled with mine, dancing a dance that only they knew how to do with one another. When he released me from the kiss, he looked at me with adoration. A broad smile spread on his face as he looked down at my stomach and back up to meet my eyes. “You’re pregnant,” he stated.I nodded with an infectious smile. “Yes.”He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed before peppering me with kisses. I giggled as he continued to kiss everywhere on my face. It was one of t

LYLA POVReaper came storming into the living room of our cabin with lethal energy rolling off of him. I looked up from my book and raised an eyebrow. He was drenched from the rain that was now pouring buckets outside. “What is it?” I let out in an annoyed tone. “Oh, don’t you dare use that tone with me Lyla,” Reaper scolded. I rolled my eyes. “Or what?” In inhumane speed, Reaper threw out his hand and wrapped it around my throat before picking my up off the chair by my throat. “Use that fucking tone with me again Lyla and I swear to the fucking Moon Goddess herself that I will bring you to the play room and punish you until you can’t walk straight,” He growled in my face. My mind went back to the first time I was in the play room making shivers run down my spine. I had spent more time in that room when he wasn’t using and abusing Mia. For the longest of times, our time in the play room had been the only means of negotiating I had. When Reaper had found out that Allister was my

Seraphina POV A wave of relief washed over me now knowing that Callan with absolute certainty did not murder my mother. Part of me wondered what my life would have been like if I had found out this information when it was necessary. It would have saved me from the hurt and betrayal I experienced with Allister. Guilt reared its ugly head as I remembered asking my father to arrange the union between Allister and I. I now had to accept that I couldn’t change the past and needed try my best to move forward and finally allow myself to admit how I truly felt about Callan. I was madly in love with him. In love with his strength, his mind, his passion, and so much more. And now that I knew I was pregnant, it meant I could be rest assured that this baby was coming into a relationship of love. No longer frenemies that we were when I first arrived. Today we would be going through the list of pack members from both sides to create one giant roster. We also needed to document the new recruits

Seraphina POVNow that Callan knew his mother and sister were home safe and under high security, I had convinced him that we needed to celebrate our honeymoon, even more so now that there was a baby on the way. We hadn’t told his mom yet of the good news. We knew she needed some time to get acclimated back into pack society. It had been five days since she was found at the border and already looked like she was putting on some much needed weight. Stephanie had also vastly improved in the past few days. Making me wonder if part of the reason for her improvement was because she could sense that she was with her family again. “Babe, come onnnnnn,” I whined at the bottom of the main staircase with three bags on the floor around me. Callan came down the stairs in black slacks and a black button down dress shirt that was rolled up on his forearms. As he balanced his phone on his shoulder he put one finger up asking for a minute as he continued to talk on the phone while carrying his sma