All Chapters of Her Alpha’s Undoing: The Luna’s Wrath: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Nadia's POV I drove home in tears so thick I could barely see the road. Luna had to talk me through every turn because my vision kept blurring. I meant what I said to Dylan. I could not do this. I could not watch him be a father to Cassandra's child or have that woman at birthdays and holidays and school events for the next eighteen years. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Dylan's face when Ethan grabbed his finger. Pure love and instant connection. The same look he gave our children when they were born. It was beautiful and devastating all at once. At home, the kids were asleep. Luna's maid had been watching them then she left when we came. Luna took one look at my face before pulling me into the kitchen and making tea I would not drink. We sat at the table as dawn light started creeping through the windows. "Talk to me," Luna said gently. I could finally talk to her now. "I to

Dylan's POV I was standing by Ethan's incubator watching monitors beep and flash when my phone rang. Nadia's name lit up the screen and my heart stopped. She had not called me since filing for divorce. "Can you come home?" Her voice was tight and controlled. "We need to talk." Those four words sent ice through my veins. We need to talk. Nothing good ever followed that phrase. "I will be there in ten minutes." I kissed my fingertips and pressed them to Ethan's incubator before leaving. The drive home felt like hours even though it was only a few minutes. My mind raced through possibilities. Was she accelerating the divorce? Had something happened with the kids? Was she moving out? Every red light felt like torture and every green light passed too quickly. When I walked through the door, Nadia sat at the kitchen table with papers spread in front of her. Her fac

Nadia's POVI looked at Dylan across the café table and my heart pounded against my ribs. He had been working so hard for the past eight days. Present, communicating, showing up for the kids and for me. But I needed one more thing and it was the hardest thing I could ask."I need you to choose me over Ethan." The words came out steady even though my hands shook in my lap. "Once. Just once. To prove you can."Dylan's face went pale. "What?""Cassandra wanted me to choose between you and my hatred of her." I kept my voice calm. "Now I am asking you to choose between me and Ethan. Not permanently. Not forever. Just once in a symbolic way to prove I am your priority."Dylan looked like I had slapped him. "I don’t understand what you are asking."I took a breath and explained the thought that had kept me awake for nights. "Roman's wedding is in three days. You agreed to come with me months ago. Ethan will still be in the NICU. You will want to stay with him and I understand that instinct.

Nadia's POV I sat in the leather chair across from my lawyer and the words felt surreal coming out of my mouth. "I want to withdraw the divorce petition." Sarah looked up from her desk with surprise written across her face. "Nadia, are you very sure? You have been through hell with this man. The affair, the secret baby, the lies. Most women would not even consider going back." "I know." I twisted my wedding ring around my finger. "But something changed. Ethan almost died last night and Dylan was there with me. He chose me over staying at Roman's wedding. He has been showing up every single day for two weeks, and I realized I don't want to walk away." Sarah leaned back in her chair studying my face carefully. "I have represented you through one of the most painful experiences a wife can endure. I have seen you broken and humiliated. I just want to make sure you are not making this decision out of fear

Nadia's POV I stood in the bathroom at three in the morning staring at my reflection and wondered if I would ever sleep again. Dark circles shadowed my eyes and my hair stuck up in directions that defied gravity. Ethan had woken four times since midnight and my body felt like it was held together by coffee and my willpower. I had experienced this same thing sleepless night with Elena, Aiden, and Lyra but Ethan was different because he was a preemie. The first week home with four kids was absolute chaos, I had never imagined it would be this hard. Between Ethan's constant feeding schedule every two hours, the twins’ demanding attention they felt they were missing, and Elena trying desperately to help but sometimes making situations worse, I felt like I was drowning in a sea of diapers, meltdowns, and needs I could not possibly meet all at once. Dylan tried to be present for everyone but the pack business kept pullin