Semua Bab No Longer Yours:Pregnant and Divorced by the Regretful Alpha: Bab 11 - Bab 20

The night was cold and quiet when Christopher walked back into the Blackwood Packhouse. His boots left wet mud on the clean stone floor. He was tired. He spent the whole day on border patrol. He ran his wolves hard in the forest, hoping it would tire out his brain too.It didn’t work. No matter how fast he ran, he couldn’t outrun his own thoughts.Christopher stood in the hall and took off his wet coat. Before, the second he came home, Sarah would be there. She’d come out of the kitchen with a warm towel and tea. She never complained about his muddy boots or bad mood. She’d just smile and ask if his day was hard.He used to walk past her without a word. Like she wasn’t even there.Tonight, no one was waiting.A young servant, Thomas, came out fast. He bowed and stared at the floor. "Welcome back, Alpha. Let me take your coat.""Is the north border okay?" Christopher asked. His voice was rough."Yes, Alpha," Thomas said quickly, taking the coat with shaky hands. "No problems. Everythi

Two weeks passed. But the tension in the Blackwood Packhouse only got worse.Christopher stood by the big window in his study. A glass of dark whiskey sat in his hand. He hadn’t touched it. Outside, the pack was quiet. But it was the wrong kind of quiet. The warriors trained with no energy. Patrol reports came in late. And when Christopher walked through the village, no one smiled anymore. They just gave stiff bows. They obeyed him because he was Alpha. Not because they respected him."Christopher, darling, you’re doing it again."Rihanna’s voice cut through the quiet. Her heels clicked loud on the wood floor as she walked in. She wore a shiny gold dress. But her face was twisted in an ugly frown."Doing what?" Christopher asked. He didn’t turn around."Staring out the window like a ghost," she snapped. "And you still haven’t answered me about the banquet. The decorators need money approval tonight. I want the whole hall covered in white flowers. But the treasurer said no! He said

The afternoon sun was setting over Williams Pack territory. Purple shadows stretched across the grass. Sarah sat in her dad’s private study, holding a warm cup of herbal tea. The room smelled like old books and woodsmoke. It always made her feel safe.Across the room, Alpha Richard was looking at a map of their borders. His face was tight with stress. He was worried about keeping the pack safe from Blackwood.Sarah stared at her tea, watching the steam. For days she couldn’t stop thinking about one person."Dad?" Sarah said softly.Richard looked up. His face softened right away. "Yes, sweetheart? Do you need anything? More tea? Is the baby okay?"Sarah gave a small laugh and shook her head. "No, I’m fine. The baby is resting. I wanted to ask you about... someone." She ran her finger around the cup. "I want to ask you about Alpha Damian."Richard’s smile faded a little. He put his pen down and leaned back in his chair. He didn’t look mad, just serious. "What do you want to know, Sara

The night over Williams Pack estate was too quiet. A bright silver moon hung in the sky, lighting up the courtyard and the pine forest with a pale glow.Sarah sat on the bench by her bedroom window. She wore a soft cardigan. Sleep wouldn’t come. Her mind wouldn’t stop running. The warning note....The baby growing inside her. And the mysterious man who always seemed to watch over her from far away.She put her hand on her stomach and took a deep breath. For a few minutes, she finally felt calm.Then her eyes moved to the dark edge of the trees.At first she thought it was just a shadow from the pines. But when she looked closer, her heart sped up. A tall, dark figure stood right at the edge of the forest. Not moving at all.The person wasn’t hiding. They stood in the moonlight, looking straight up at her window.Sarah held her breath. She stared at the dark shape. She couldn’t smell them either. No Williams scent. It was like the wind was hiding it. The stranger didn’t move or come c

The heavy oak doors to the Grand Council Chamber creaked open. The sound echoed through the high stone room, Christopher walked in. His boots hit the marble floor, loud and alone.The room was freezing. A big stone fireplace was at the far end, but no fire was lit. Behind a long, curved wooden table sat the 5 senior elders of Blackwood Pack. These were not wolves who bowed to young Alphas. They had run this territory long before Christopher was born. They served under his dad and his grandfather.In the center sat Elder Vance. His hair was white as snow. A deep scar ran down his left cheek from a war 30 years ago. Next to him was Elder Beatrice. Her sharp green eyes watched Christopher with cold disappointment. It hurt worse than a knife.Christopher stopped in front of them. He put his hands on his belt and lifted his chin. He tried to look strong, but his heart was pounding."You called an emergency meeting," Christopher said, voice echoing. "I hope it’s about a real threat to our b