All Chapters of THE PREGNANT SHE WOLF: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

SANDRA'S POV.First thing the next morning, I didn't wait for the sun to rise fully.Sleep barely touched me that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Campbell's lifeless body lying on the council hall floor, bloodied and accusing. I woke with a jolt, my heart racing, sweat clinging to my skin like guilt. Fear sat heavy in my chest, but beneath it was something sharper, determination. The mighty Alpha, like me, couldn't fear.Suddenly, a memory of my father flashed into my mind. I just remembered I've not asked where he has been kept after he died. As an alpha, I am meant to give a befitting burial for my father, but come to think of it, I am not his first daughter, and he did not apologize to me before he died. Because of that, I'll not have a hand in his burial. The best thing to do at this point is to reach out to Sharon to come and bury her father. I thought about my mother. I decided to go to the dungeon in three days to see her, and if her attitude is still the same, I'll l

SHARON'S POV.Sleep refused to come...I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling counting breaths inside of sleep. Morris slept beside me, his back turned, one arm stretched out as though he still expected me to curl into it in the middle of the night. His breathing was calm, steady, unaware of the storm raging inside me.What is going on in my former pack haunted me.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw starving children, hollow eyes, trembling hands. I saw my father in a cold dungeon, pride stripped from him, breath fading away without forgiveness, without closure.Sandra's face flashed in my mind--cold, unmoved, powerful Alpha.My half-sister..The same blood, yet so much cruelty.If I attacked, it would mean war. Blood would spill, and innocent wolves would pay the price. If I stayed silent, I would be no better than Sandra itself watching suffering and choosing comfort instead..I shifted restlessly, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomach. A lot is going through my mind. I sig

SANDRA'S POV.The siren wailed like a warning meant only for me. I lay back against the leather seat, one hand theatrically pressed to my chest, the other resting limply by my side. The messenger sat stiffly beside me, eyes darting between my face and the road, panic sweating. Two guards followed in another car behind us. Inside, I was wide awake.Too awake.Every bump on the road felt like a countdown, not to death, but to revelation. The elders were with the seer right now, or hovering near her hut like vultures waiting for a carcass to soften. Elder Kael would be smiling that thin smile and couldn't wait for me to arrive so that the consultation would start.Evil Elder!My wolf reacted immediately."Evil?. Do you actually know the meaning of evil?I pushed her away immediately.I coughed again, weakly this time, just enough to keep the act alive."Easy, my Alpha," the messenger whispered. "We're almost there."I nodded faintly, then turned my face towards the window so he wouldn'

SANDRA'S POV.The head warrior's face said a lot of things that he could not say out loud. I saw it clearly when his back turned toward me, conflict etched into the lines around his eyes, hesitation tugging at the corner of his mouth, restraint clamping his jaw shut. I knew a lot was going through his mind, questions he dared not voice out. Warnings he swallowed before they reached his tongue.But none of that was my business.My only business was for him to obey me and he did.Exactly as instructed, he gathered one thousand warriors, handpicked, strong, seasoned, and ruthless when needed. And just as I commanded, he sent me a message once the selection was complete.No excuses. No delays.Efficient.That alone told me he still understood his place, no matter what doubts churned in his chest. I didn't respond immediately. I wanted him to be uneasy. Anticipation sharpened obedience better than threats could.When I finally rose from my chamber, I moved with purpose. The corridors par

SANDRA'S POV.I sent the text.The moment it was delivered, my chest tightened, like I had crossed an invisible line. I stared at my phone longer than necessary.I placed the phone beside me and leaned back against the edge of my bed, forcing my breathing to slow. I expected him to reply immediately but he didn't. Somehow, I was not bothered because my instinct told me he would come.The night deepened. The palace grew quiet, that peculiar silence that only comes when even the guards have settled into routine. I bathed slowly, deliberately, letting the warm water wash away the dust of training and my resolve along with it. By the time I dressed, my nerves were alive, humming beneath my skin.At exactly 10 p.m., my phone beeped.My heart jumped.Unknown number...I checked it and it was a message from Rowan. I thought as much. He didn't write much. Just enough to tell me he was on his way.I exhaled sharply, my pulse racing now. Every second stretched. I paced once, twice, then stopped