All Chapters of The Pregnant Luna Rejected Her Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Freya's POV)Margaret Hunter stood in front of me, her smug expression etched across her sharp features.Just as she prepared another verbal assault, a sound caught both of our attention. The faint creak of a door opening.Turning instinctively, my breath hitched. Grace Hunter, Margaret’s daughter, slowly emerged from one of the examination rooms. She looked pale, her shoulders slumped under some invisible weight. A trembling hand clutched her stomach protectively while the other held tightly to a stack of crumpled medical papers.Her scent hit me before the sight fully sank in, a familiar mix of distress and the same hormonal changes I was experiencing. My throat tightened. There was no doubting it—Grace had come to this hospital under a circumstance much like mine.Margaret’s smugness vanished. Her sharp posture faltered almost instantly as worry overtook her. She hurried to her daughter’s side, her hand reaching for her arm.“Grace!” Margaret’s voice was unrecognizable, softe

(Caroline's POV)The nerves hadn’t left me since I deleted the text from Freya’s phone two days ago. My mind kept replaying the moment, over and over. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.Why would Freya text Aaron instead of telling him face to face about the pregnancy? Was she afraid of him? No, it wasn’t fear. It was manipulation. I was sure of it. She didn’t have the courage to confront him directly, and that made me laugh bitterly to myself.But I couldn’t take a deep breath. Instead of feeling relief, my anxiety only grew each hour. What if Aaron somehow found out? What if someone slipped and told him about the cub?I hadn't been able to rest.Over the past two days, I stuck to him like glue. Every chance I got, I made sure I was nearby. Whether it was showing up at evening runs or sitting in his office while he worked, I stayed close."Caroline," he said yesterday, glancing at me as I typed at the desk across from him. "You should relax. You’ve been at all the meetings this

(Caroline's POV)My chest tightened as I watched Freya push the territory rights document to the side without even a glance. The silence between us was almost unbearable. I had rehearsed this interaction in my mind countless times, carefully planning every word. This... this wasn’t how I imagined it would go."You haven’t even carefully reviewed the terms," I said, unable to keep the hint of frustration from my voice. Still, I masked it with a smile. "These hunting grounds are among the best Redwood Pack has to offer. Surely you’d want to take a look."Freya remained composed, her calmness unsettling. There was no anger, no outburst. It was like I wasn’t even phasing her."I appreciate the effort," she finally said gently, her voice steady. That gentleness only made me feel worse. She sounded like she pitied me."You have no idea the opportunities included in this offer." I pushed the envelope closer to her across the small table. My own hands were trembling slightly, so I quickly

(Christopher's POV)I watched as Aaron poured another glass of whiskey. His hand was steady, but his eyes were not. The golden glow was brighter now, a warning that Logan, his wolf, was creeping closer to the edge.“That's his tenth glass,” Lucas muttered beside me, his brows creased in worry. “Even for an Alpha, this is insane.”I nodded. “This isn't right.”Aaron drained his glass in one long gulp, slamming it down on the bar with a force that made the wood groan. “Another,” he barked.The bartender, Mike, glanced at me hesitantly. “Do I…?” he mouthed, but I shook my head. As a lower-rank wolf, Mike couldn’t refuse Aaron. None of us really could.Mike grabbed the whiskey bottle with trembling hands and refilled Aaron's glass.“Alpha,” Lucas finally spoke, voice low. “Maybe you should slow down.”Aaron's head turned to Lucas sharply, his eyes now glowing gold-red, blending dominance with fury. Nothing a wolf said with that look could be good. His energy filled the bar, making

(Chris's POV)Supporting Aaron was no easy task. A drunk Alpha wasn’t just heavy; his wolf energy hit like a storm, wild and untamed. Lucas stuck close as we lugged him out of the Silver Moon Bar. Caroline hovered nearby, her heels clicking on the pavement with sharp precision."Let me help." Caroline's tone was warm and sweet, but there was steel beneath it. She wasn’t asking—she was stating.Her hands darted to Aaron, brushing his arm lightly. "We should take him to my territory," she added confidently as though the decision had already been made.Lucas readily nodded, his admiration for Caroline clear. "It makes sense, Chris. She probably knows how to handle him better than anyone."I stopped walking, tightening my hold on Aaron. My wolf bristled. This wasn’t merely about where Aaron slept tonight. There was something deeper, more weighted, in Caroline’s urgency."He’s coming with me," I said firmly. I kept my voice calm but left no room for argument.Caroline blinked, clearl