All Chapters of Not Their Luna: A Female Alpha Story: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

RhettTwo weeks after the rescue, I wake up to something I'd almost forgotten existed: peace.Brynlee is curled against my side, her breathing deep and even in genuine sleep rather than the restless, drug-induced unconsciousness that characterized her first few nights home. The mate bond hums steadily between us—not the overwhelming intensity we experienced right after her return, but the warm, reliable connection that defined our relationship for years.This, I think, watching sunlight filter through our bedroom curtains. This is what we were fighting to get back to.The past two weeks have been a revelation in learning how to love each other again. Not the desperate, clinging affection of people afraid they might lose each other again, but the deliberate choice to build something stronger than what we had before.We talk now. Really talk, instead of the careful conversations that characterized our relationship after her return. When the mate bond fluctuates—which it still does occasi

BrynleeI wake up before dawn again, just like I have for the past three mornings, with the familiar wave of nausea that I've been trying to convince myself is just lingering stress from my captivity. But as I slip quietly out of bed and pad to the bathroom, I can't ignore what my body has been trying to tell me.The signs have been there for over a week—the morning sickness, the exhaustion that goes beyond normal recovery fatigue, the way certain smells make me feel queasy. More importantly, I missed a heat and my period is now two weeks late, which would be easy to attribute to trauma and stress if not for the other symptoms.Could I really be pregnant?The thought fills me with such intense hope that I'm almost afraid to confirm it. Rhett and I have been trying on and off for years to have a baby together. He's never made me feel inadequate for not conceiving for him, never shown anything but complete love and acceptance of Maya as his daughter. But I've always wanted to give him a

RhettThe black SUV disappears around the corner, taking my mate away for the second time in three months, and I stand in my doorway feeling more helpless than I have ever felt in my life.Maya clings to my leg, her small body shaking with sobs that tear at the aching wound in my chest. Through the mate bond, I can still feel Brynlee's presence, but it's fading with distance and the overwhelming terror of watching federal agents treat her like property to be collected.Government, Kian snarls with fury that borders on feral. They took our mate. Track. Hunt. Kill.My wolf's response is primitive and absolute—find the threat, eliminate the threat, reclaim what's ours. But the rational part of my brain knows that traditional pack solutions won't work against federal authority backed by legal warrants."Daddy," Maya whimpers against my leg. "Why did they take Mommy again? She was happy. We were all happy."That's what makes this so devastating. We were happy. We had rebuilt our life, stabi

BrynleeThe new facility makes Dr. Gorian's previous operation look like amateur hour. Where his original laboratory was clinical and sterile, this place is a fortress designed specifically for long-term containment of people like me. Everything from the reinforced walls to the sophisticated monitoring equipment screams federal funding and unlimited resources.My cell—because that's what it is, despite the medical terminology they use—is larger than my previous accommodation but infinitely more secure. The walls are some kind of composite material that dampens scent trails, the door is electronically controlled with biometric locks, and cameras monitor every square inch of space except a small bathroom area.Maximum security for dimensional refugees, I think grimly as I examine my new prison.Through the mate bond, I can sense Rhett's location and emotional state, though the connection is weaker here than it was in the transport vehicle. Whatever technology they're using interferes wit

RhettI don't sleep. Can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see that pregnancy test with its two clear pink lines, and the feral rage that's been building since yesterday afternoon threatens to consume what's left of my rational mind.Pregnant mate in danger, Kian snarls on repeat. Unborn pup threatened. Kill everything that stands between us and our family.My wolf's response is primitive and absolute—find the facility where they're holding Brynlee, tear it apart with my bare hands, and eliminate anyone who dares to experiment on my pregnant mate. The fact that it's a federal operation with trained guards and sophisticated security doesn't register as anything more than obstacles to be overcome through violence.But Maya is asleep in the next room, and getting myself killed in a futile assault on a government facility would leave her completely orphaned. That knowledge is the only thing keeping me from shifting and running toward whatever distant location holds my mate and our unb