บททั้งหมดของ HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Selena’s POV I paced anxiously outside the clinic room, my mind consumed by worry for Madison. That young maid was like family to my husband—Dominic had taken her under his wing after the tragic passing of her mother, who had once been his own nursemaid. I had grown to see Madison as the sister I never had. As the clinic door swung open, the doctor's sad expression sent a chill down my spine. Silently, he ushered me inside, the open window was letting in a gentle breeze. My gaze landed on Madison, her entire body covered beneath the crisp white sheets. "Maddy?" I called, rushing to her bedside. "What's wrong, you have to tell me, I am here, not just as your guardian, but also your friend." But instead of answering, she turned pleading eyes towards the pack doctor. "Please don’t tell her, it’s all my fault, I have been a bad girl." she begged, tears rushing down her pale cheeks. Ignoring her, I grasped the sheets, pulling them down to reveal Madison's face. Her huge green eye

Selena’s POV I heaved an exhausted sigh as I hung up the phone, Anna's reassuring voice echoing in my ears. "Don't worry, Mom," she had said. "We are all safe at the hotel. I won't let anyone bully my little sisters, not even Jacob." Letting the phone fall into the passenger seat, I refocused my attention on the bright, sunny road, steering my car towards the office of a renowned doctor—a friend from the Greenfrost Pack had recommended to me. My son's crucial illness had brought me back to this bothersome Knightstorm Pack, my only purpose to secure the lifesaving surgery he so desperately needed. Pulling into the parking lot, I took a steady breath before stepping out of the car, the hot sun glinting off the polished top. A strange rush of nostalgia crashed over me as I made my way towards the building's entrance, the familiar sights and smells evoking memories I had long buried. But as I approached the front desk, my steps faltered. A sizable crowd had gathered outside a door

Alpha Dominic’s POV I parked my car in the middle of the empty road, eyes uncontrollably scanning the sidewalks for any sign of Selena. But she was nowhere to be seen, the night growing increasingly empty as the pack members retired to their homes. Stepping out of the car, I looked around, wracking my brain. This was the place where I had heartlessly kicked Selena out of my car—I still didn't know what had come over me. All I could remember was the mention of the child we had lost, the one that had ruined our marriage. I wished I hadn't chosen Madison over my beloved wife. For the past five years, I had been consumed by regret, wondering what had become of Selena and our daughters, how they must perceive me now. A car zoomed past, jolting me back to reality. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, knowing full well that Selena was doing just fine without me—but I, on the other hand, was a mess. Resigning myself to the fact that I wouldn't find her tonight, I climbed bac

Alpha Dominic’s POV I groaned in pain, falling back against the headboard of my bed, as yet another persistent knock echoed through the room. The sound was like a hammer against my throbbing temples, a reminder of the alcohol-soaked regret that demanded my attention. “I shouldn’t have had too much to drink,” I muttered under my breath. I rubbed my face, trying to keep off the aching headache. What more could the universe throw at me today? Memories of Madison's betrayal rushed back, raw and sharp. The image of her on her knees and her ass pushed up in a doddy style, taking backstrokes from Luke played on an endless loop in my mind, mocking me. It was a nightmare I wished I could wake up from, but it was all too real. With a growl of frustration, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and staggered to the window, yanking the heavy curtains open. Bright sunlight flooded into the room, blinding me momentarily. I squinted against the brightness, the warmth conflicting sharply

Alpha Dominic’s POV The moonlight showered the courtyard of the packhouse in a strange light, softening the hard boundaries of the night. I strolled outside, a pen and contract in my hand, my heart composed with every step. As I approached the center of the courtyard, the sight of Madison crouched on top of her luggage caught my eye. She sat trembling, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, and the sun that had beaten down on her all day had left a mark on her face, mascara pooling beneath her eyes in ridiculous stripes. “Are you ready to agree to my terms now?” I questioned, the frown on my face deepening as I stood before her. There was something extremely fulfilling about this moment; it felt like reclaiming a part of myself that had been lost in the mess of the past few years. She simply shook, that stubborn defiance written all over her, and didn't reply. There was a wild satisfaction in watching her squirm beneath my gaze, so I leaned in a little closer. “My wolf was righ