All Chapters of Too late to want me Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

"Congratulations, Chloe. You are pregnant."Hearing those words from Healer Maureen caused a wide, unrestrained smile to spread across my face.I sat there on the crinkling paper of the examination table for a few minutes, just staring at the older woman. My hands were trembling so violently from the sudden rush of excitement that I had to press them flat against my thighs so she wouldn't notice. A baby. A tiny, fragile life growing inside of me."Are you alright?" Healer Maureen asked, her voice laced with careful concern as she peered over her reading glasses."Yes," I nodded quickly, swallowing the lump of pure joy in my throat. "Yes, I'm fine."She smiled at me softly, though her eyes held a trace of pity that I was all too used to seeing. "You are six weeks pregnant. It is still very early, so you will need to come back in two weeks' time so I can monitor the pup's heartbeat and growth properly." She turned to the small counter, her pen scratching against her thick record book. S

I ran. I didn't look back to see if Ethan was watching me, and I didn't stop when the cold, damp air of the lower packhouse corridors bit into my skin. My feet, clad in thin, worn-out shoes, slapped against the stone floor in a frantic, desperate rhythm. I kept my head down, my long hair falling forward like a curtain to shield my tear-stained face from the high-ranking wolves who passed me by. To them, I was just a ghost in the hallway, a wolfless omega rushing to complete another demeaning chore. They had no idea that my entire universe had just been reduced to ashes.I need a Queen, not a maid.The words repeated in my mind, a cruel, mocking loop that played over and over until it felt like a physical brand on my soul. Every promise Ethan had ever whispered into my ear during the dead of night, every tender touch beneath the safety of the weeping willow tree—all of it had been a lie. He had looked at me with the eyes of a stranger, completely indifferent to the agonizing pain fract

The eastern tower of the Shadow Moon packhouse was a cruel joke of a prison. It was a guest room once, decades ago, before the dampness of the surrounding swamps seeped into the stone and rotted the wood. Faded, mold-dusted velvet drapes hung heavily over the narrow, barred window, blocking out what little sunlight managed to pierce the thick forest canopy. A rusted iron bedframe sat in the corner, its mattress thin and smelling of mildew.They called it a sanctuary for my recovery. In reality, it was my velvet dungeon.I lay curled on the cold, damp mattress, my arms locked securely around my abdomen. Three days had passed since the coronation. Three days since Ethan had torn our fated bond to pieces in front of the entire pack. Down below, the distant, muffled echoes of drunken howling and celebratory drums had finally faded, leaving only a suffocating, heavy silence in their wake.Ethan was the Alpha now. He had his crown, his pack, and his perfect, high-born future. He hadn't come