All Chapters of The Pregnant Luna Rejected Her Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

(Freya's POV)I stared at Aaron, his Alpha presence filling our private quarters with tension. His accusation about my supposed relationship with Daniel hung between us, making my blood boil."You dare question my loyalty while Caroline comes to our room at night to 'borrow clothes'?" I asked, my voice sharp with sarcasm.Aaron's golden eyes narrowed. "That's different.""How exactly is it different?" I challenged, taking a step forward. "Your 'best friend' seems quite comfortable making herself at home here."His jaw clenched at my tone. "Caroline is-""Your savior? The one who rescued you from the rival pack attack?" I finished for him. "Yes, we all know that story well."My wolf Bella stirred restlessly within me as memories of Caroline's constant presence these past days flooded my mind."She sleeps in our pack house, shares meals with Elder Katherine, and now she's borrowing my clothes," I listed each point carefully. "Tell me, Alpha, how is that maintaining appropriate pa

(Freya's POV)I felt my heart racing as Aaron carried me through the pack house corridors. His arms were firm around me, his Alpha presence overwhelming. Pack members quickly averted their eyes as we passed, but I could sense their curiosity. Being carried like a disobedient pup by our Alpha was hardly the dignified image I tried to maintain as Luna.Instead of setting me down when we reached our quarters, he stood still, his golden wolf eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made me shiver. The door clicked shut behind us, but Aaron made no move to release me."I'll set boundaries with Caroline," he said suddenly, his voice low and authoritative. "She won't appear at pack headquarters or our quarters anymore."I blinked in surprise, trying to process this unexpected declaration. After days of watching him welcome Caroline into our home, this sudden change seemed suspicious."And she won't be borrowing your clothes again," he added, his jaw tightening visibly.I studied his face

(Freya's POV)The smoke-filled bar assaulted my heightened wolf senses, making my stomach churn. My wolf Bella whimpered within me, equally distressed by the overwhelming scents. Each breath threatened to trigger another wave of pregnancy nausea.I scanned the dimly lit space, searching for a relatively clean spot away from the worst of the smoke. Sarah Cooper shifted nervously beside me, her fingers clutching her folder too tightly."This way, Luna," she whispered, pointing to a corner where the air seemed marginally clearer.I nodded, keeping my face expressionless despite my discomfort. As Luna, I couldn't show weakness in front of a rival pack.A burly wolf from the River Creek Pack leered at me as we passed, his eyes roaming over my body with obvious intent."Luna Snow, your scent is particularly alluring today," he said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Almost... irresistible."My violet eyes met his, radiating the cold power of my position. I didn't speak, didn't need t

(Freya's POV)My fingers traced the edge of the table as I debated contacting Aaron through our mate bond. The smoky bar atmosphere continued to assault my heightened senses, making me increasingly nauseated. Our unborn cub was making me more sensitive to everything around me.Sarah's nervous energy beside me only amplified my unease. I knew I should alert Aaron to our situation, but the thought of his reaction made me hesitate.His response would undoubtedly be harsh - a cold Alpha command delivered with that maddeningly superior attitude. He would berate me for attending a meeting in such an inappropriate venue."You're being reckless again," I could almost hear him say, his golden eyes flickering with displeasure.I sighed softly. Even after two years as mates, his protective instincts had always felt more like duty than genuine concern. Our bond was political, after all - a fact he'd made painfully clear when agreeing to sever it.The Elite warriors who had escorted me to thi

(Aaron's POV)I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white, letting the silence fill the car like a physical presence. My wolf Logan paced restlessly within me, equally disturbed by Freya's earlier words.Through my peripheral vision, I watched her curled up in the passenger seat, her eyes deliberately closed to shut out the world. The streetlights cast intermittent shadows across her face, highlighting the exhaustion etched into her features.Sarah Cooper's earlier report echoed in my mind. Jason Rivers had cornered Freya at that filthy bar, taunting her about Caroline's presence at pack headquarters. He'd cruelly implied that she would soon be abandoned, left without pack protection after her family's fall from power.My jaw clenched as I recalled how hard Freya worked as Luna. Every diplomatic meeting, every pack event, every minor detail - she handled it all with a grace that made it look effortless. Yet underneath that composed exterior, she was struggling more