All Chapters of Beyond the moon : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

Sebastian's POV Sitting in my office in the pack house all day long is something I now find more boring since Kaidaira came into my life. It has always been boring but I was never in a hurry to go home because I didn't have anyone to go home to but now I have someone to go home too, my body aches to leave this place. But I have so much paperwork to do. It's 7:30pm and I'm sure my mate would be worried.Roman has been away for some errands and seeing that Catherine is pregnant, I shouldn't stress her. I scan through the opened file before me, trying to understand it for the tenth time today. The sun is setting outside already, casting its warm orange glow over this side of the world. Standing up from my seat, I walk towards the mini bar in my office and take out a bottle of whisky before pouring some into my glass. I swirl the glass of whisky in my hand while making my way back to my desk. A knock on the door breaks the silence in the quiet office. The door opens and Roman walks in

Valtor's POV That bastard treated me like trash. I feel so insulted. Because he is the Lycan king doesn't mean I can't bring him down like his weak father. He sure is playing with fire.Throwing off my suit jacket, I fling it in the direction of my massive living room before making my way to my bar to get myself a drink. I forcefully gulp down the whisky in my glass before pouring another one into my glass.Son of a bitch! He should have ended up the same way his weak father did and I would have ascended to the first most powerful Alpha. For this humiliation, I'll make sure he goes down.But there was something off about his house. I know I felt it. I know I sensed her but it was faint. Was she there? That's impossible! Greg said she was found dead that night. But how come I caught her scent in that place. Or am I mistaken? Gulping down the second shot, I desperately run my hand over my head, a wave of frustration washing over me. “What makes you worried, my love?" Sasha appears be

"My love” Sebastian's voice echoes through my sleep. It's too early to wake a pregnant woman. Ugh! I ignore him, still trying to enjoy my sleep. Seeing that I'm being stubborn, he opens the curtain, allowing the sunlight to illuminate the once dark and super-comfortable room. “It's not fair!" I wince as the sunlight makes contact with my face. In frustration, I throw the blanket over my head, shielding my face from the sun. “Darling. Wake up, you need to go to the hospital to get yourself and the baby checked by the doctor. Catherine got an appointment booked for you." He says, pulling the blanket from my body. I hold on to the blanket, adamant on not letting him win. I'm almost six months gone and my baby bump is very much obvious now. I'm not an early bird. ‘He’ knows ‘I'm’ not an early bird. Everybody knows that ‘I’ am not an early bird. I'm a night owl…if there is a thing like that. It's really frustrating for me, being woken up when it's barely 10am. It's not fair! "Babe, st