His Luna by Mistake, A Mother by Fate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Kael’s POV “Alpha heir, she fainted because she was stressed out. She just needs to rest for a while and she will be alright,” Lea, the pack doctor informed. A breath I hadn’t realized I had been holding escaped from my lips. “What about the baby? Is it fine?” I asked. “The fetus is in perfect condition, Alpha heir,” she assured. “Here are some drugs for her to take to speed up her recovery.” “Thank you so much, Lea. You may leave.” “Yes, Alpha heir,” she bowed before walking out of the room. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving me all alone in the room with Vivienne. My gaze slowly drifted back to her, my heart clenched at how pale she was. Her once radiant face had become dull, and dark circles had turned her infraorbital region to a dwelling place. Her dress was tattered, as though it had been caught in thorns. She was covered in wounds, her lips cracked and purplish as though it had been ages she last had water to drink. She lay on the bed fragile, unmoving, and he

Kael's POV His words hit me like a blow to the face. My heart raced wildly in my chest. For a second, I was still, staring at Silas as if I had heard wrong."They're... here?" I repeated slowly, my voice low and dangerous as I rose to my feet. Silas nodded gently, still trying to catch his breath. "At the gates. Armed."Armed? Was the war starting sooner than I had expected? I swallowed hard, beads of sweat suddenly formed on my forehead. A cold shiver ran down my spine. Everything was happening too fast—faster than I had anticipated. How did they figure out Vivienne was here? She had just arrived—barely a few hours ago, and her pack was already at my doorsteps? There was no way this was a coincidence. Something wasn't adding up. Could it be that we had a spy within the pack?Behind me, I felt Vivienne tug my sleeve. I turned to look at her and all I could see in her eyes was fear. "Kael..." her voice trembled. Her grip on me tightened as though she was scared I would let her

Aria’s POV I was curled up on the floor when the reflection of the blazing sun pierced through my eyes, its light seeping into the room through the window. I shielded my face and turned to the other side, letting out a slow, shaky breath. I hadn’t slept all through the night. Not because I was crying, but because something inside me had gone quiet. My heart was heavy as though it had been drained of everything it once held. I stared blankly at the wall, his cruel words replaying in my head over and over again. She means nothing to me. I knew I had told myself to believe the truth, but I just couldn’t accept it. If truly I meant nothing to him, why then did he come back for me that day? Why didn’t he just leave me there and allow me to become the wife of a man who was old enough to be my father? Then, I heard a commotion from outside the door—one that pulled me out of my thoughts and jolted me upright. Voices that were loud, frantic, and overlapping echoed throug

Aria’s POV The ride to wherever we were headed was so quiet—too quiet that I could hear the heartbeat of Lucian who was seated beside me in the back seat. I stole a glance at him without him noticing. His expression was calm, steady, and unbothered—unlike mine. My chest rose and fell unevenly. My breathing was erratic with my heart pounding wildly against my ribs like it was trying to break free. With each second that passed, the anxiety in my stomach grew, making me feel increasingly on edge. I gripped my dress tightly, trying to stop my fingers from trembling further. What had I gotten myself into? When I had agreed to take Vivienne’s place, I hadn’t thought about my own safety. All I was concerned about was HIM. His happiness... and safety. But the man I did that for, would he even appreciate it? “Sister,” Lucian’s voice sliced through my thoughts, and my body tensed. “You seemed too quiet today for a bicker that you are. And why have you been trembling?” “Shit!”

Kael’s POV The moment my father and the soldiers drove off, I entered my car and zoomed off too, trailing them from behind. As I sat behind the wheels with my hands grabbing the steering wheels tightly, I felt a sense of numbness as though the world around me had lost its color. Why? Why did I find myself caught between two impossible choices? Would I just sit and watch my child and his mother die? If I saved them, there was the possibility of Aria dying. And if I chose Aria, would I be able to forgive myself for killing my child? And talking about Aria... I needed to get in touch with her. With one hand holding the steering wheel, I dipped my other hand into my back pocket, pulling out my phone. My trembling fingers hovered above my phone screen as I tried texting her. My gaze shifted repeatedly from the road ahead and then to my phone. “Where are you, Aria?” “Why did you do that?” “Why are you risking your life for her?” My fingers pressed hard against the keypads,