All Chapters of My Alpha Mate Rejected my Divine Pregnancy : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lila’s POV The training dummy exploded into splinters. I stood there breathing hard, my fist still extended from the punch that had just obliterated solid wood like it was made of paper. As sweat dripped down my face, I felt my muscles burned, and although my knuckles should have been bleeding from the impact, my skin was unmarked. “Again,” Marcus said from behind me, “You’re still pulling your punches. I can see it in your stance, you’re afraid of your own strength. You need to stop being afraid and hit the next one like you mean it.” “I just destroyed a training dummy,” I panted, gesturing at the wooden debris scattered across the basement training space Marcus had set up. “How much harder am I supposed to….” “Harder,” Marcus interrupted. “Because that dummy isn’t trying to kill your children. That dummy isn’t the Eclipse King’s ro

Lila’s POVThe days towards the twins birthday went by slowly.Each morning, I woke up wondering if this would be the day the Council found us. While in the night, I lay awake listening to every sound, every creak of the house, and every rustle of wind through the trees, wondering if it was them approaching.But the threat never materialized. The Council didn’t arrive. The government agents didn’t burst through our doors nor did Jeile burst in with her amber eyes glowing.So we remained hidden. Safe. For now.And gradually, as the days passed without incident, some of the tension began to ease.“Maybe the wards are working even better than I thought,” Joan said one morning, finally looking less exhausted. “It’s been almost three weeks since the warning, and nothing. Usually, if they were actively searching this area, we’d have sensed something by now, helicopters, unusual traffic patterns, magical scans. But there’s been not

Lila’s POV It took until dawn to clean up the worst of the mess.Marcus boarded up the shattered windows with plywood he’d stored in the garage. Joan carefully collected every piece of glass, using magic to make sure we didn’t miss any fragments that could cut their little feet. I worked on the twins’ room, salvaging what I could, moving their surviving belongings to the guest room where they’d have to sleep until we could repair the damage.The twins themselves sat on the couch in the living room, huddled together under a blanket, not speaking. Just holding hands and radiating sadness through our bonds.I’d tried multiple times to comfort them, to reassure them that accidents happened and nobody was angry. But they wouldn’t be consoled. They’d seen the damage they’d caused, understood the danger their uncontrolled powers represented.And they were terrified of themselves.By the time the sun fully rose, Marcus an

Lila’s POV The drive back to Montana felt stretched.Every passing car made my heart spike up with fear and every distant siren sent adrenaline flooding through my system. Joan kept the concealment spells wrapped around us so tightly that the air inside the vehicle felt hot, and suffocating, but none of us dared ask her to ease it up.We couldn’t risk being followed. Not now. Not with everything we’d just escaped.Astrid remained unconscious for most of the journey, her body slumped against Marcus in the back seat. Her breathing was steady but shallow, her face pale as death. The magical exhaustion from teleporting three people out of a nullification field had clearly taken everything a lot from her.“Is she going to be okay?” I asked Marcus quietly during one of our few rest stops, watching him carry her carefully back to the car.“She has to be,” he said, and the desperation in his voice made my chest ache. “She survived three years in that hellhole. She’s going to survive this too

Lila’s POV The sound of Marcus’s truck pulling up the driveway sent ice through my veins.I knelt beside Joan’s convulsing body, one hand pressed against her chest trying to sense the poison spreading through her system, the other keeping Ari and Ash behind me with a desperate command. I told them; ‘Stay back, Don’t touch Astrid, and Don’t let her touch you.’“What the hell happened?!” Marcus’s voice boomed from the doorway.And just like that, everything changed.Astrid’s cold and calculative expression melted into the one of perfect concern. She rushed forward, her hands already glowing with soft golden light, it was healing magic, warm and pure, it was nothing like the dark energy I’d felt moments before.“Marcus, thank god!” Astrid’s voice cracked with exactly the right amount of fear. “I was making tea for Joan when she suddenly collapsed. I think she accidentally mixed the wrong herbs. She's been so exhausted lately, working on those complex protection spells. I tried to warn