Semua Bab His unwanted Luna, his greatest Regret : Bab 21 - Bab 30

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

Elara’s POV:I stared at that particular page deeply; there is more to my accident and Rowan’s death than meets the eye. I closed the document and moved closer to Rowan’s body.“Elara, don't get too close,” Silas said to me. Ignoring his words, I moved closer and crouched down a little to look at where he was stabbed. The knife held just blood; his body did not pour out any blood where he was stabbed at all. It was as if the blood in him had been drained.“Silas, there is no blood,” I said. Silas moved closer and bent down to look at the body and where Rowan was stabbed.“Nobody, it's as if he has no blood in him, and his skin is turning pale,” he said, and I noticed his eyes had turned white, which is not supposed to happen for a werewolf.“There is more to this, Elara,” Silas said intently. Silas pulled out the dagger from Rowan's body, examining the shape of the dagger. “This is not from the pack; the person who committed this murder is an outsider.”I stayed silent as thoughts of

Elara’s POV The pack had been locked down, and Alpha Silas had ordered that no one should leave their rooms until everything was cleared. What the hell? Silas couldn’t keep me locked up. Who the hell did he think he was? I wasn’t staying locked in. “I am not staying locked in,” I said resolutely. “You better get out of my way. I’m going back to the study to look at the evidence.” I turned to Martha. “Let’s go.” Martha and I left the room and headed for the study, where we noticed Silas going through a file. Silas? “What is that?” Silas looked at me in shock. “Elara, I told you to stay back.” “Stay back? No, I can’t stay back. You can’t keep me locked and caged like you always do. I am no longer the old woman you know. You can’t talk to me anyhow, and you can’t—” “Elara, I’m not trying to keep you locked up. I’m trying to keep your child safe.” “Yes, you’re trying to keep your child safe, but not me. You’re trying to keep your child safe because of everyt