All Chapters of The Alpha King's Unclaimed Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Vivienne POV "There has to be another explanation," I said. My fingers tightened around the edge of the chair.The doctor held my gaze for a moment before she looked back at the test results on her desk. "I understand why you're hoping that's true, Ivy, but your egg count is very low.""Your window to become a mother naturally is closing much faster than we would normally expect."The words dropped into the room and stayed there. For a moment, I thought I had misunderstood her."I'm only twenty-nine.""I know." She said it kindly, but that only made the words harder to hear.My eyes drifted to the dark image on the monitor beside her. A few numbers and medical terms were highlighted on the screen, but they meant nothing to me.I had come to this appointment expecting reassurance. Instead, I was being told that the one thing I had always taken for granted might not be waiting for me when I was finally ready."How serious is it?" I asked.The doctor folded her hands on top of the desk.

Vivienne POVMaple Hollow Fertility Clinic looked the way I had pictured it: a quiet street, a small building, nothing flashy. The scent of coffee and disinfectant met me at the door, and soft piano music drifted through the waiting room. I hadn't realized how tense I was until my shoulders relaxed.The receptionist looked up from her computer and smiled. "Good morning. You must be Vivienne.""I am.""Welcome to Maple Hollow."She asked for my identification and insurance card, typed something into her computer, then handed them back. "You're a little early, which is perfect. Someone will be with you shortly.""Thank you."I took a seat and looked around the waiting room. Several women were already there. Some sat beside their husbands, talking quietly, while others were alone, scrolling through their phones or staring silently out the windows.Looking around, I realized I wasn't the only person carrying fears that couldn't be seen.A few minutes later, a nurse stepped into the waitin

Vivienne POVThe drive back to the motel passed in a blur. I barely remembered the roads I took or the lights I stopped at. My mind was still stuck in Dr. Whitfield's office, replaying the words that had just changed everything.Alpha Killian Cross.The name followed me the whole way back, a weight in my chest I couldn't set down. By the time I pulled into the motel parking lot, my hands ached from gripping the wheel too tight.A black sedan was already waiting there.It looked completely out of place among the old, tired cars parked outside the faded building. Its polished surface caught the afternoon sun, a sharp shine against the cracked pavement and worn walls. My stomach dropped, a slow lurch, like the floor giving out a step early. They had found me fast, faster than I thought possible.For a moment, I just sat inside my car, engine off, hands still on the wheel. Part of me wanted to drive away and never look back. But where would I go? If Killian Cross's people could find me in

Chapter 7: ConfirmationVivienne POVDr. Halloway returned a few minutes later carrying a single sheet of paper. The moment I saw it, my breath caught in my throat.He closed the door quietly behind him before walking toward us. His expression was calm, but there was a carefulness in his eyes that hadn't been there earlier.He stopped beside his desk. For the briefest moment, he looked at Killian before turning to me. It wasn't a long glance. Most people probably wouldn't have noticed it.I did. Somehow, I already knew.The room felt smaller. The steady ticking of the clock seemed louder than before, each second stretching until it almost hurt.Dr. Halloway lowered his eyes to the report in his hand."The results are conclusive."My fingers tightened around the armrests of my chair.He looked up again."Congratulations."The word sounded strangely out of place. Only a few hours ago, that same word would have made me smile. Now it landed in the middle of a room that had felt more like a

Vivienne POVTwo days later, a car came for me. It was the same sleek black sedan, the same silent driver who never offered his name.It took me to an office I hadn't seen before, tucked inside a glass tower that carried Killian's name in discreet, expensive letters near the entrance.He was waiting for me in a room that felt more like a boardroom than anywhere a marriage should be discussed. Floor to ceiling windows lined one wall.A long table of dark wood, polished to a shine, made me self conscious of my own reflection in it. In the center sat a stack of papers thick enough that just looking at it made my stomach tighten.I slowed as I approached the table."That's the contract?"Killian glanced at the papers. "Among other things."My stomach sank a little further."Sit," he said, not unkindly, gesturing to the chair across from him.I sat."That's a lot of paper for something you're describing as simple.""Nothing involving pack law is simple." He slid the stack toward me. "But I