All Chapters of His unwanted Luna, his greatest Regret : Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

Elara~The forest smelled of copper and victory, but all I could focus on was the sticky warmth of blood on my hands that wasn’t mine. My body throbbed with exhaustion as the hunting party regrouped in a small clearing. The baby kicked relentlessly, as if celebrating our survival or protesting the chaos I’d dragged us both into. I leaned against a thick oak tree, breathing through the sharp ache in my lower back while Martha checked me over with practiced hands.“You fought like a true Luna,” she murmured, wiping a cut on my forearm with a strip of clean cloth. “The omegas will be talking about this for months. The way you took down that rival with your own claws… even the warriors were staring.”I managed a tired smile, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “I fought like someone who refuses to die for other people’s ambitions.”Silas approached through the trees like a storm cloud, his massive frame still half-shifted, blood streaking his bare chest and arms. He had torn through more enemies

Elara~The entire pack house felt tense the next day.I noticed it during breakfast when two omegas stopped talking the second I entered the dining room. I noticed it again when I crossed the courtyard and saw warriors gathered in small groups, their voices low as they discussed something they clearly didn't want me hearing.The meeting with the rival Alpha had spread through the territory.Everyone knew about it.Everyone was waiting to see what happened.Including me. By late afternoon, I was standing in my room trying to button a dark coat over my stomach while the baby kicked hard enough to make me stop and wince."Easy there," I muttered, rubbing the side of my belly.The movement didn't stop.If anything, it got stronger.The pup had become far more active these last few weeks. Sometimes it felt like there was an entire wolf trying to escape through my ribs.A knock sounded at the door.Martha stepped inside carrying a small bag."You should eat before we leave.""I already did.

Elara~Martha crossed the room so fast she nearly forgot the tray she'd been carrying."Elara?"I pressed a hand against my forehead and took a slow breath while the pounding behind my eyes refused to ease. The memory was already slipping away again, dissolving into the same frustrating fog that swallowed every fragment before I could hold onto it properly."I'm fine.""You don't look fine.""I remembered something."Martha's face immediately lost what little color it had left.Before she could ask anything else, another knock sounded at the door.Neither of us needed to guess who it was.Silas stepped inside without waiting for permission, and the moment his eyes landed on me, his entire expression changed. His gaze swept across the room, taking in the papers scattered across the floor, my face, Martha's worried posture, and the untouched tray sitting near the desk.He assessed everything within seconds."What happened?""Memory flash," Martha answered.Every trace of color disappear