Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Pregnant Luna Rejected Her Alpha: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

(Freya's POV)I stood there, exhausted from the evening's events, facing Aaron's demanding gaze as he blocked my path to the stairs."Don't you have anything to explain?" he repeated, his jaw tense with barely contained frustration.For a moment, I was confused. What exactly did he want me to explain? Then it dawned on me - he must be asking about Caroline's injury."What did she tell you?" I countered, crossing my arms defensively.Aaron's brow furrowed, his golden wolf eyes narrowing slightly. He seemed momentarily thrown off by my question, as if we were having two different conversations."What did who tell me about what?" he asked, his tone shifting."Caroline," I clarified, my patience wearing thin. "About her fall. What version of events did she share with you?"Understanding flashed across his face. He'd been asking about Marcus driving me home, not about Caroline at all. The realization only irritated me further."Would you believe me if I told you she fell on her own

(Aaron's POV)I stalked through the medical facility corridors, my footsteps echoing against the sterile floors. The conversation with James had left me boiling with anger. First the explosive argument with Freya, now this insubordination from my normally reliable Beta. What was happening to my pack?The image of Freya's face—cold, dismissive, throwing that bottle at me—kept replaying in my mind. In all our years together, she had never looked at me with such complete indifference. It was as if the bond between us had finally snapped completely.My wolf Logan paced restlessly within me, unsettled by the confrontation. He kept pushing images of Freya into my consciousness, reminding me of how she had looked after Caroline's fall—vulnerable yet defiant. Something about that memory made my chest tighten uncomfortably.I pushed these thoughts aside as I headed toward the upper floors where Caroline was being treated. The hallway ahead was filled with she-wolves from the Redwood Pack, t

(Emily's POV)I rushed through the registration process at the wolf medical facility, keeping one eye on Freya who had curled up in a corner chair. Her face was alarmingly pale, and the way she hunched over slightly told me she was still feeling nauseous."Everything's taken care of," I announced, returning to Freya's side with the paperwork completed.She lifted her head slowly, offering a weak smile that didn't reach her violet eyes. The sight made my heart clench. This wasn't how a pregnant she-wolf should look—especially not the Luna of the Northern Ridge Pack.I pressed my palm against her forehead, relieved to find it cool to the touch. "No fever, that's good at least.""I'm just tired," Freya mumbled, leaning her head against the wall behind her. "And my stomach won't settle.""It's probably just pregnancy symptoms," I reassured her, taking the seat beside her. "Some she-wolves have it worse than others."Freya nodded listlessly. "I'm so sleepy all the time. And when I'm

(Freya's POV)"Nothing," I smiled faintly at Aaron, giving a small shrug. "I just tried to see things from your perspective, so I understand why you want to blame me. You care for her, so you understand her."Aaron's golden wolf eyes narrowed suspiciously. I could almost see his wolf Logan pacing anxiously behind that piercing gaze."What are you talking about?" His voice was low, dangerous.I shifted the basket of clothes in my arms, maintaining my composure. "Caroline. I understand why you'd take her side. Being saved from the brink of death creates a bond that can't be broken."The muscle in Aaron's jaw twitched. He looked almost surprised by my calmness."I'm not taking sides," he said stiffly. "If you didn't push her—""Does it matter?" I interrupted softly. "We both know where your loyalty lies. And that's okay."I meant it. The clarity that had come to me while shopping with Emily had washed away my anger, leaving only a cold acceptance.Aaron took a step toward me, his

(Freya's POV)This day, I threw myself into my Luna duties at the pack headquarters. The familiar routine was comforting—reviewing territory proposals, meeting with lower-ranking pack members about their concerns, and responding to correspondence from allied packs.Working helped keep my mind off the complicated situation with Aaron. Before heading upstairs to our respective offices, we had agreed to take Elder Katherine to her medical appointment tomorrow morning. We would inform her after work today, giving her time to prepare mentally.Neither of us mentioned the mate bond severance that would follow her recovery. That conversation could wait.Last time, we had rushed to the Pack Council early in the morning, driven by spite and frustration. The whole thing had backfired spectacularly when Elder Katherine collapsed, delaying her surgery and prolonging our uncomfortable arrangement.This time, I wasn't in a hurry. My unborn cub had changed everything. I would wait until after El