All Chapters of Claimed By Fate: The Alpha's Salvation : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

GWENI don't remember how I got back to my room. I think I ran, but everything after Anaya’s words was a blur. All I know is that the second I closed the door behind me, I broke down completely.My chest was tight. My body was shaking. I couldn’t breathe properly.Everything inside me was hurting.She had meant every word.I wasn’t wanted here.Not by her, not by the pack, not even by the Moon Goddess, who had apparently sent me here but left me to pass through all this.I buried my face into the side of the bed and sobbed until my throat ached and my eyes hurt so bad. Every breath I took scraped against my chest like broken glass. I tried to stop crying, but the more I tried, the more it came.I pressed my hands to my ears like it would block out her voice, but it didn’t. It echoed inside me.“She’s the surrogate who forgot her place.”“A weak link.”She really believed that? Maybe it was true.Maybe I didn’t really matter.A sharp pain stabbed through my stomach. I gasped and clutc

GWENI didn’t know what time it was when the knock came. It was light but firm, just enough to pull me from the heaviness of sleep. My body was still sore, and my mind felt like it was floating between exhaustion and something worse.When I opened the door, a young female servant stood outside. She looked nervous, her hands tucked in front of her apron.“The Alpha asked to see you in his study,” she said quietly. “He said to let you know now.”I nodded, though I didn’t speak. My throat was dry, and my chest still felt heavy from everything that had happened. It had only been two days since I broke down in front of Raya. She hadn’t said much when I woke up earlier, just rubbed my head until I fell asleep again.I moved slowly. Everything in my body felt tired, but I couldn’t ignore a direct call from the Alpha,even if the convergence was over, and even if I had been shut away in my room since that night.I hadn’t even stepped outside once.Not when the decorations came down, not when t

GWENIt had been three days since Alpha Conan sat me down in that cold office and told me it was over between us. Three days since I heard his voice lower with guilt as he said he couldn’t give me the future I had been foolish enough to hope for. And it had officially been four months since I arrived at Mystic Pack, though lately, time had stopped meaning much to me. The walls of my room were the only thing I stared at for hours each day.I hadn’t stepped outside since that night. I didn’t want to. The air outside my room reminded me too much of him. Every part of the house, the hallways, even the sound of voices from the yard below, they all somehow carried his shadow. So I stayed in bed, curled under my covers, my body aching in a way that sleep couldn’t fix. I didn’t cry alot like I expected. I simply stopped feeling anything. Raya tried to talk to me every day, sometimes knocking and bringing in food I barely touched, other times sitting next to me for hours in silence.Lucas sto

ALPHA CONAN "I'm pregnant."The words were spoken plainly, without emotion, and without hesitation, and yet they took away the air between us with a quiet finality that left me stunned. I stared at her, searching her face for any sign of what she might be feeling, but there was nothing. Her eyes were empty, calm, and far too steady for news like that. She stood straight, her arms folded across her chest, her chin raised slightly, and her gaze firmly fixed on mine.For a moment, I forgot to breathe. My chest felt tight, not from panic or fear, but from a strange pressure of emotions I could not name fast enough. I felt relief, then joy, then something that felt a lot like sorrow. I wanted to hold her, ask her if she was alright, promise her that everything would be fine, but I knew I had forfeited the right to do any of those things."When did you find out?" I asked her, trying to keep my voice steady even though I could hear the tension in it."Four days ago," she replied simply, sti

GWENI woke up before the sun had risen, feeling a wave of nausea that left me no choice but to sit up quickly. My stomach turned, and within seconds I was leaning over the side of the bed, retching into the small bowl that Raya had kept close ever since I told her about the pregnancy. My entire body felt weak, and as I continued to throw up, tears began rolling down my cheeks without my control. They were not from sadness alone, but from the strain, the discomfort, and the overwhelming reality that I was going to be a mother.Raya immediately moved closer, placing a warm hand on my back. Her touch was steady, and her voice carried a calm tone.“Breathe slowly, Gwen. It will pass in a moment. Just let it out,” she said quietly, keeping her palm firm on my back until the wave of nausea finally settled.I stayed still for a few moments, trying to catch my breath. My eyes were sore, my throat burned slightly, and my face felt warm from the effort. Raya handed me a clean cloth to wipe my