THE LUNA I NOW CRAVE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Vanya's POV:"Congratulations my Luna, you're three weeks pregnant.""R-really?!" I gasped, unable to contain my excitement. I felt tears prick my eyes, tears of pure joy. "I can't believe this.... I’m pregnant."Doctor John smiled, the crow feet at the corner of his eyes crinkling as he did. "I'm really happy for you." He said, placing a warm hand over mine. "I'm Sure the alpha will be very happy to hear the news.""Yes," I sobbed, wiping my eyes. "He'll be so glad when I tell him."Doctor John passed me a box of tissues. "Take all the time you need okay?" He said. I nodded, wiping my eyes with a tissue. Finally, at long last, everything had changed. "There's a lot of measured to be put in place though." Dr John was saying. "This is an alpha's baby, and the pregnancy is likely to take a toll on your body. You have to be careful not to stress at all."I nodded, listening with rapt attention. "I can carry this child without complications, right?""Yes. Even though you're an omega, w

Vanya's POV:"Oh my goodness doctor! Will she be okay?! I don't want anything to happen to my best friend! You have to make sure that she'll be fine! Do you hear me?!"I woke to the sound of an angry voice and machines beeping. The smell of disinfectant in the air let me know that I was in a hospital. For a moment I was lost, then I started to recall all that had happened.Cian rejected me.The pain started to register, along with the sound of my wolf mewling in pain. My hand went to my stomach, and I sighed. The tears started to gather again, stinging my eyes. "Best friend!" I heard the voice cry out. Josephine. I turned my head to her, mustering the darkest glare I could. She grabbed my hand, tears in her eyes. Tears that I was sure were fake. "I'm so happy you're okay now!"I pulled my hand away from her and turned to doctor John. "Where is my husband?" I asked."He..." Doctor John started to say and sighed. "I'm sorry, my Luna, he didn't come.""Oh she's not Luna anymore." Jos

Vanya's pov:I couldn't ever get used to seeing so many rich and influential people under one roof. The cool air smelled of money and expensive cologne. I myself looked like one of these rich people, dressed in an exquisite dark red gown studded with gems on the plunging neckline. I had my hair done in a princess braid, tendrils of it framing my face and eyes. I held a champagne flute in my hand, sipping it occasionally. It was the good kind, the expensive bubbles tickling my tongue.The dance floor was alive with couples in their attractive designer clothes dancing to fancy piano music. I stood on the balcony, drinking my champagne and watching the event. I had no obligation to be here, but I couldn't say no to the client's invitation.How many of these events have I attended in just three months? A lot of them. And with each one, JAY’S CUISINE was there to attend to all the catering and interior decorating needs. I think this one was a fundraiser for women cancer, I wasn't exactly

Vanya'sPOVI stared at Josephine for a good ten seconds as if she had magically spawned an extra head."You know, I have really high hopes for whoever it is," She said, her smile widening. "You were a former luna, so I wouldn't expect you to be fucking anyone leas than an alpha, right? I mean, it would just be so crazy and low value behavior.""What?" I gasped, my eyes wide. I can't believe the words spewing out of her lips right now. Does she really think this is what is happening? "Oh don't look so surprised." She laughed, waving me off dismissively. "That gown you have on, it's designer. Unless of course it's fake, I don't mind that too."She's talking nonsense. And I don't have the energy to listen to her rant right now. She's doing this to get on my nerves I know that. And it's working. It's fucking working right now."Have a wonderful evening." I snapped, turning on my heel."Leaving so soon?" Josephine called after me, her chilling laughter going down to my bones. "Don't tell

Vanya's POV:"Come on Tara, I'm driving you home.""But why?" Tara drawled, her head bobbing on my shoulder. The stench of alcohol was heavy on her breath. She raised her head and looked up at me, cheeks flushed and lips bloody red. "How are you not drunk?" She asked, a hiccup leaving her lips."I have high alcohol tolerance." I said. I supported her, my arm over her shoulder as we stumbled to my car. "I'm sober enough to drive us home.""Okay," She mumbled. "I think I'm gonna be sick."Before I could stop her, she doubled over, throwing up the contents in her stomach on the ground. I patted her back, holding her hair back."Let it all out." I mumbled. She gagged and retched, mumbling half apologies about how she's such a mess. I heard approaching footsteps running toward us. I turned to see Mike holding a bottle of water."Is she okay?" He asked, worried eyes glancing at Tara."She's fine." I said, taking the bottle from his hand. I opened it and brought it up to Tara's lips. She dr