All Chapters of Carrying The Alpha's Child: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Bella’s heart raced as the car rolled to a stop, her breath hitching as she tried to make sense of what was happening. Her eyes were wide with fear, her hands and feet still bound, but her body tensed, anticipating something—anything. The world outside the car was dark, the only light spilling in from the car’s headlights illuminated a tiny path and the shadow of an old building in the distance. Her body trembled with exhaustion, fear, and desperation for her child. She couldn’t let anything happen to her baby.The back door swung open abruptly, and a woman—a tall figure with short, dark hair, her face hidden behind a scarf—grabbed Bella’s arm, yanking her out of the car. Bella stumbled, her legs weak from sitting too long in the cramped space, and as soon as she hit the ground, she struggled to speak, her muffled cries escaping from behind the gag.The woman sighed, clearly irritated by Bella’s pleading sounds. Without a word, she reached behind Bella’s head and tugged at the fabri

Ava paced back and forth in her room, her heels clicking against the marble floor, the sound echoing in the cold silence. Her thoughts raced uncontrollably. The weight of everything was starting to suffocate her—Bella’s kidnapping, Lucas slipping further from her grasp, and now, the plan her mother had laid out for her. "Just tell him you lost the baby," her mother's voice had said over the phone, firm and decisive as always. "With everything happening, it’s the perfect excuse. Lucas will feel guilty, and you can use that to bring him closer. The stress of Bella's disappearance, the media attention, it’s enough to make anyone crack."Ava had clenched the phone tighter as she listened, the plan slowly forming in her mind. Her mother was right. Now that Bella was out of the picture, this was her chance—her only chance to regain control. She had come so far, made so many sacrifices. Done horrible things.There was no way she was going to let it all slip away now. Still, something about

Lucas sat at his desk, his phone vibrating on the surface. He was barely holding it together after days of relentless worry about Bella’s disappearance. The police investigation had turned up nothing substantial, and every passing minute felt like an eternity. His mind was plagued with fear, anger, and desperation.He glanced at the phone, seeing Ava's name pop up on the screen. He felt a rush of irritation before picking it up to read the message. "Lucas, I just wanted to tell you... I lost the baby. The stress from everything has been too much, and I couldn’t handle it anymore."A wave of disbelief hit him. A miscarriage? He almost laughed at the absurdity of it all. Ava didn’t know that he was already aware of her lies. He knew she was never pregnant, that the entire thing had been a calculated deception. How far was she willing to go?The thought crossed his mind to confront her right away, to explode and tell her that he knew everything, but he hesitated. What good would it do?

Mrs. Stone leaned forward, her eyes filled with concern as she spoke softly but firmly. “Lucas, listen to me carefully. You can’t let Ava know that you’re onto her. If she’s capable of faking a pregnancy and possibly being involved in Bella’s disappearance, then she’s more dangerous than you think. You need to play the game with her. Let her believe she’s in control for now.”Lucas frowned, his hands clenching into fists as he processed his mother’s words. “You’re saying I should just pretend? Act like nothing’s wrong?”“For now, yes,” Mrs. Stone replied, her tone steady. “You don’t have any solid proof yet, and if Ava knows you’ve figured her out, she might do something drastic. We don’t know what she’s planning, and the last thing you need is to provoke her into doing something even worse. Keep your suspicions to yourself until you have concrete evidence.”Lucas leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temple. “I don’t know if I can do that, Mom. Every time I look at her, I feel sick.

It had been a month. A month since Bella had vanished without a trace, and Lucas felt as though his entire world had been torn apart. He barely recognized himself anymore. He spent his days and nights in the hotel, drowning in alcohol and guilt, consumed by thoughts of her. His once-polish life, carefully built with hard work and focus, was falling, and he didn’t have the strength to stop it.The police had no leads. Every day he waited for some news, a clue, a ransom call—anything to suggest that Bella was alive. But the silence was heartbreaking. The hopelessness weighed on him like a heavy stone, dragging him deeper into despair. He had tried to go to the office, tried to function like he used to, but the thought of walking through those doors without Bella in his life was unbearable.His mother had been patient for as long as she could. She had stood by his side, tried to comfort him, tried to pull him out of the dark hole he had dug for himself, but it was never enough. Every