All Chapters of Carrying the Alpha’s Baby, But He Loves My Twin: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Cora's POV“Are you ready, sweetheart?” my mom’s voice floated through the heavy oak door, all sugar and sunshine.I stare at my reflection, my heart pounding so hard it hurts.The satin wedding dress clung to my body like a second skin, and Luna's tiara glittered in my loose curls.I should’ve been glowing.I should’ve been thrilled.Instead, I felt like I couldn’t breathe.“Just... just a second!” I call back, smoothing my trembling hands down the front of my dress.Today, I was marrying the man of my dreams—Alpha Liam Thompson of the Snowcrest Pack.At least, that’s what everyone kept telling me.Only three months ago, I was just another nameless orphan in the Stonebrook Home for Unclaimed Wolves.I spent my days scrubbing floors, cooking for ungrateful kids, dodging Mrs. Edith’s whip.I didn’t even have a last name.Then one night, everything changed.Two strangers arrived, standing tall and proud in the moonlight—an Alpha and a Luna.And they were crying.Crying for me.They said

Cora's POVJust as doubt creeps into my mind, a sudden wave of dizziness knocks the breath out of me.Gasping for air, I stumble toward the loveseat, barely able to steady myself. My limbs feel awkward, numb, almost foreign. Before I can catch my balance, a violent surge of nausea rises from deep inside me. Clutching my stomach, I lurch toward the bathroom.I barely manage to flip the toilet seat open before vomiting uncontrollably.Groaning, I cling to the sides of the bowl, my body shuddering with each painful heave. Another wave of nausea hits, forcing me to empty my stomach once more. I can’t tell how long I stay there, trembling and weak, but eventually the sickness begins to ebb, leaving me drained.Wiping my mouth, I stagger to the sink. Cold water splashes across my face as I stare into the mirror—my reflection pale, my eyes wide and glassy, my lower lip trembling.Something feels wrong. This doesn’t feel like ordinary stress. This isn’t just sadness or fear twisting my stomac

Cora's POVThe harsh fluorescent lights sting my eyes as I blink awake. My vision clears just enough to see my parents and Liam stepping closer to my bed.A groan escapes my lips as I push myself upright. Pain flares in my hip—no doubt bruised from the fall. I'm wrapped in soft hospital blankets, an IV drip secured to my arm. Everything feels surreal, like I'm floating somewhere outside myself.I meet Liam’s gaze. For a fleeting second, relief washes over me—he’s here. But the feeling shatters almost immediately, the memory of what happened slamming into me like a punch. My heart hardens instinctively, throwing up walls I can barely hold steady.“Are you feeling unwell?” Liam asks, his brows drawn tight.For a heartbeat—a single, foolish heartbeat—I wonder if maybe, somewhere deep down, he still cares.But his next words crush that fragile hope without mercy.“How could you not even know that you're pregnant?” Liam spits, his voice sharp, eyes blazing with anger. “From now on, you’re

Cora's POVJust as I’m nearly scared to death by that voice, a tall, handsome stranger slowly steps out of the shadows.This man is strikingly beautiful — sharp cheekbones, messy hair, and muscles that ripple beneath his clothes. But what catches my attention more than anything is what he just said.“I’ve been waiting for you, mate.” His words echo through my mind as my heart races. I must have misheard him, right? My mate is Liam.I know this to be true, because the agony of my mate bond with Liam combined with the heartbreak of his betrayal is damn near tearing me apart. So why is this stranger calling me his mate? After all, there’s no way I could have two mates. Right? Has something like this ever happened before, Moon Goddess?“Might I ask what you’re doing trespassing on my territory?” His words don’t just echo in the air. They vibrate through me, making the hair on the back of my neck stand. I barely hold myself steady.The scent hits me first — fir, fresh rain, somethi

Cora's POVI’m lying on Jasper’s bed, wrapped in soft blankets, doing my best to recover. The scent of fir—his scent—lingers in the air, calming my nerves more than I care to admit. For the first time in a long while, I feel almost safe. Almost like myself again.A maid enters briskly, carrying a tray of food. She sets it beside me and disappears without a word. I glance at the steak, intending only to pick at it. I’m not really hungry—I just need the excuse to hide the pregnancy. But the moment the aroma hits me, something primal stirs. I sink my fork into the meat and bring the first bite to my lips.It tastes like heaven.Without thinking, I devour it—bite after bite—until I’m nearly halfway through the plate. It’s only then that I feel Jasper’s eyes on me. He’s sitting across from the bed, arms folded, silently watching.Back in Snowcrest, I could barely eat. I was too afraid, too hollow. But here… here, for the first time in ages, I enjoy the food. I realize how long it’s been