All Chapters of The Luna’s Return: Avenging her lost son: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Ame POVThe day my husband brought home his fated mate, was the day my unborn child died.*** “Luna, you’re eight months’ pregnant, you should let us handle these dangerous tasks.” “I’m fine Lacey, I’m pregnant, not on death’s doors.” “Even so, the alpha will have my head if he learns I let you set this stage up.” Lacey takes the screwdriver from my clasp, pocketing it to complete the tasks herself. She was my personal maid, having been assigned to me by Calian the moment he learned he needed to leave for war, leaving me just after we celebrated the news of our baby. The news we had desperately waited for, having tried for three whole years to fall pregnant. We both expected him to return within the week. Neither of us had expected the war to take as long as it did, he has missed the entire length of my pregnancy. But today the pack finally received word of his return, my husband would be here for the birth of our first-born child. Our alpha was already on his wa

Ame POV My heart is broken as I look at the nursery I lovingly designed for my baby. All perfectly prepared, every item waiting to be used. The toys that were waiting to be loved, the cot waiting to be slept in….the teddy I bought the moment it was confirmed we were having a boy. A black wolf dressed in a blue jumper, a black furred wolf just like his daddy…just waiting to be cuddled. I can’t believe this is really happening…I can’t believe their words. It seems like it is happening to somebody else, not to me. I had wanted to impress Calian, so that when he did return to me, I didn’t need to add more to his workload. I wanted him to enjoy the countdown. Now everything seems so pointless, all that planning…all that excitement for what… “You need to eat something.” A maid enters the bedroom, placing a tray of food to my side, if only she knew eating was the furthest thing on my mind right now. “I’m not hungry.” I push it away, turning my face away from her. I just wanted t

Ame POV I was feeling murderous….I want to kill her…. Not only is she the responsible one for the death of my child, but she has told Calian…my husband, a lie. Trying to turn him against me. My hands grip tightly onto the pack house front door, turning the brass doorknob…the door opening with ease. Since my miscarriage I haven’t been alone with her, I haven’t seen her eyes as she dares to deny what she has done to me. She was the one that went out of her way to join me on the stage, she was the one that…I so clearly recall, forced me off at that great height. She has been avoiding me, hiding behind Calian. Not any longer… I take a step into the pack house, the building quiet as I find myself alone….my anger far from sedated. If anything, it is replaced with irritation to find her not here. I turn to search for her outside when I hear the soft breathing sounds of a baby, safely tucked into his moses basket positioned by the couch. She isn’t even with her child; she doesn