All Chapters of Beneath the Broken Vows: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The journey to the pack hospital was hazy for Alpha Andrew. The constant roar of the car engine was overshadowed by the panicked beat of his heart. Vivian rested in his embrace, her complexion wan and twisted with distress. Her gentle whimpers pierced his heart, and the wolf inside him cried out in sorrow. "Wait a moment, Vivian," Andrew whispered, his tone more a request than an order. All he could concentrate on was his partner's strained breaths, and each moment seemed to last forever. As soon as they arrived, the hospital personnel went into action. Dr. Marcus, the pack's most reliable healer, stepped out of his office. His tranquil attitude hardly alleviated Andrew’s apprehension. “Alpha,” Dr. Marcus welcomed, his keen eyes evaluating the circumstances. Andrew exited the vehicle, holding Vivian as though she was weightless. "She's in pain," he snarled, his tone laced with urgency. "Start working." "At this moment." Dr. Marcus signaled for a stretcher, and two nurses hurried

Cecilia turned quickly, her breath hitching when her gaze locked with the man who had trailed her through the crowded mall. His stare locked onto hers with a force that halted her completely. He stood tall, his sharp features partly obscured by shadows, exuding a presence that drew attention. The atmosphere surrounding him appeared to vibrate with a silent power, one that awakened a deep-rooted fear inside her."You left this behind," he remarked, extending her ID card. His voice was silky, but laced with an indescribable quality, similar to a soft growl that he could barely suppress.Cecilia paused, her heart pounding, before she moved forward and grabbed the card. “Thanks,” she was able to say, her voice shaking a little.The man nodded once, his intense gaze holding onto hers for a moment longer than required, before he turned and vanished into the crowd of people. Cecilia remained motionless, her thoughts racing. There was something about him that seemed... recognizably familiar.

Alpha Andrew gradually awakened, with the gentle morning sunlight streaming through the curtains and creating a warm light in the room. He moved a little, sensing the well-known warmth next to him. Vivian, his Luna, rested beside him, her chest heaving gently with every breath, even as her face appeared weary and strained. Andrew had been awake for hours, his thoughts unsettled, yet he didn’t want to part from her side. For weeks, she had been mourning the loss of their unborn baby, her sadness ever-present in their home, and although he wished to console her, there was little he could do to alleviate her suffering. His heart throbbed at the sight of her, her lovely face still reflecting the sorrow that had overwhelmed her. He had never thought that existence could be this harsh. The idea of their child, the future they dreamed of creating together, all of it was now gone in the harsh clutch of destiny. Regardless of how hard Andrew attempted to concentrate on the duties associated w

He was dressed in a standard delivery uniform, holding a large rectangular box with a big, white ribbon around it"Delivery for Ms. Cecilia," the man said, his voice professional but impersonal.Cecilia's eyes narrowed as she looked at the delivery. Her thoughts moving from one place to the other. The question arose: who might that be? Her stomach twisted, and she moved ahead, her gaze fixed on the box. "I haven't ordered anything," she stated, her tone wary. "What is this all about?" The delivery man gave her a polite smile. "It's a gift for you, from Ethan, Ms.Cecilia. It came through this morning, and we were asked to deliver it directly to you.""Ethan?" Her voice quivered, and she nearly suffocated on his name. It had been days since she last heard from him. In reality, she did not expect of heariing from him. Why now? What was this about?She looked at Annie, who was also baffled of hearing Ethan's name, her forehead creasing in puzzlement. Cecilia inhaled deeply, attempting

Across from Annie, Cecilia sat in the comforting warmth of the living room, the flickering firelight sketching shifting shadows on the walls. "Unspoken words lingered in the air, making the mood in the room feel almost suffocating. With a shaky breath, Cecilia clutched the teacup, her hands betraying her inner turmoil. This was a conversation she had deliberately evaded for several days, but the time had come, and escape was no longer an option."Annie," she began, her voice fragile and low. There's something I've been meaning to tell you. Something I've been hiding from you."Annie's eyebrows knotted together in worry. "Cecilia, you're making me afraid." "What's happening?" Cecilia paused, her eyes shifting down to her lap. At last, she gathered the bravery to express herself. "I'm pregnant. Annie, what I'm trying to convey is that I'm carrying Andrew's child."Annie's eyes expanded in shock, her mouth opening as though searching for words, but she couldn't find her voice. She pause