Alle Kapitel von The Pregnant Luna Rejected Her Alpha: Kapitel 141 – Kapitel 150

(Aaron's POV)Mother's accusatory tone rang through the phone, making me wince. I could almost see her expression—eyebrows raised, lips pursed in that way that always made me confess as a young wolf pup."I don't know what you're talking about," I replied, keeping my voice even.I nearly blurted out that Freya and I were planning to sever our mate bond, but caught myself just in time. Mother had always been skilled at extracting information from me. When I was younger, she'd catch me off guard with rapid questions until I revealed whatever mischief I'd been involved in."Aaron Steel," she said, emphasizing my surname the way she always did when displeased. "I've known you since before you could shift. Don't think you can hide things from me."I drummed my fingers against the polished surface of my desk. Though she might still be the same perceptive mother, I was no longer the same easily manipulated pup."Look, Freya and I have had some minor conflicts recently," I said carefully

(Freya's POV)I stared at Grace Hunter, completely caught off guard by her direct question about my pregnancy. Her eyes held a mixture of challenge and vulnerability as she awaited my answer. The café suddenly felt too warm, too confined."How did you..." I began, then stopped myself. Of course she knew. She'd been at that same specialty clinic with her mother.Grace leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Luna Snow, I may not have known you before, but I've heard rumors. The Alpha in your life has others besides you. Can you even manage your own affairs?"The words hit me like a physical blow. My wolf Bella growled defensively within me, protective of both our dignity and our unborn cub."You're suggesting I have no right to advise you because my own mate bond is problematic," I stated flatly, meeting her gaze.Grace's expression shifted instantly, the boldness fading as quickly as it had appeared. Her shoulders slumped, and regret flashed across her face."I'm sorry,

(Caroline's POV)Father's expression grew increasingly grave as we continued our conversation in his private den. The firelight cast deep shadows across his face, making him look older and more concerned than I'd seen him in years."This won't work, Caroline," he said, leaning forward in his leather chair. "From what you're telling me, I'm deeply worried about your situation with Aaron."I could see the calculation behind his eyes. As Alpha of the Redwood Pack, my father rarely showed vulnerability, but now his concern was evident."What do you mean it won't work?" I asked defensively.He sighed heavily. "I had assumed you and Aaron were already a sure thing—that you were just waiting for him to sever his mate bond with Freya. But now you tell me you haven't even established a physical connection?"His words stung because they highlighted my own fears."If Aaron truly desired you," Father continued, "how could he have spent years in your company without making any advances towar

(Third-person's POV)The tension in Aaron's Alpha office was palpable as the two she-wolves faced each other. Caroline stood with her chin raised slightly, her posture radiating confidence despite the bandage still visible on her forehead. Freya remained seated on the leather couch, her violet eyes calm and observant."If I remember correctly, you two were supposed to sever your mate bond after Elder Katherine's surgery, weren't you?" Caroline asked, her voice dripping with contempt. Her lips curved into a mocking smile as she continued, "It's been so long since Elder Katherine's surgery, why aren't you severed yet?"She paced a few steps closer, her designer heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "Freya, could it be that you're coveting the position of Luna of the Northern Ridge Pack and want to break our agreement by not severing the mate bond?"Unable to find Aaron, Caroline had clearly decided to taunt Freya instead. If Caroline hadn't helped her family keep their ancestral

(Freya's POV)"This is impossible," I thought to myself as Marcus proposed his bet.His confidence that Aaron would come after us seemed absurd. While I might believe Aaron could eventually find me, the probability of him rushing over immediately seemed extremely low. Yet Marcus was certain."So what exactly do I get if I win this bet?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "You never specified my prize."Marcus smiled enigmatically as the restaurant came into view. "Let's just say you'll owe me a favor."I frowned. "That's not how bets work. I should know what I'm winning.""Fine. If Aaron doesn't show up, I'll stop bothering you about the mate bond severance. You can handle it however you want," he conceded."And if he does show up? How exactly will you help me?"Marcus's lips curved into that mysterious smile again. "You'll see."The driver pulled up to the restaurant entrance, a high-end establishment with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Northern Ridge territory. Marcus in