All Chapters of The Luna’s Return: Avenging her lost son: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ame POV “I met my fated mate on the battlefield, and I hope you can accept her. ” This is the first thing my husband, Alpha Calian Ombretta said to me after returning from being away for seven months. To add to the heartbreak of his confession, I am eight months pregnant with his heir…and he knew this when he left for war. For seven months I have fondly remembered the day we found out our joyous news, that I could finally give him the heir that he has desperately wanted. He even gifted me a wolf teddy bear as a memento to signify the changing in his rule. The adorable plushie was waiting on our bed the next day, and it hasn’t left my side since. Together, we have guaranteed the next generation of the Shadow Hunters pack. Receiving the news we had longed for, having tried for three whole years to fall pregnant, Calian then decided to leave for war. We both expected him to return within the week. Neither of us had expected the war to take as long as it has, meaning he

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 to be

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’t

Calian POV “Fuck! What are you all doing? Why can’t you put out this fire?” I had arrived at the scene to find pack members trying to put the flames out, trying and failing. “The fire is too aggressive Alpha, anyone that enters will not come out alive. We couldn’t get to her.” My beta reports instantly at my side. “Get to who?” I could feel my chest tightening as a sense of foreboding spreads throughout me. It hadn’t occurred to me that someone would still be in the house. “To the Luna. Alpha, I’m sorry.” I didn’t believe them at first, but as their heads started to bow in a sign of respect, I knew I had lost Ame forever. Even now, the day after I stare at the scorched ruins, the flashback as real today as it was last night. The pungent smell of smoke still lingering in the air. The flames swallowed the entire upper floor, even spreading down into the living area and kitchen. By the time news had spread through the pack link of the fire, it was already too late for Ame. As I

Ame POV “If you have truly moved on, then you will have no issue with me accepting his offer.” I hadn’t even realized the invitation was still gripped tightly in my hand until I returned to the hospital, pushing through the line of complaining patients that were queuing outside my door. The same patient remaining in my office as when I had left. Pack members or rogues, to me they were all patients. Injuries that needed to be healed. I can feel her festering beneath the surface, feel her trying to take control. Without delay I reach into the top drawer of my desk, swallowing my bipolar medication immediately to keep my wolf under control. With one last look at his writing, I put aside the memories of what they had done to me for now, concentrating on my patients. The fire of hatred still burns brightly inside of me, this invitation just adding more fuel to the flames. My wolf often creeps through when anger takes me, Balgaire often needing to tame her back in. I slam the de