Todos los capítulos de The Luna He Left Behind: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

Mavis Thornefield POVThe sterile smell of antiseptic mixes with the raw, iron-heavy scent of fresh blood inside the Moonbrook Hospital delivery room. Mavis screams as another agonizing contraction rips through her lower abdomen, her wolf scratching frantically at the walls of her consciousness."Hold on, Luna Mavis, the pack healers are doing everything they can to stabilize you!" a frantic pack nurse shouts over the blaring heart monitors.Mavis's fingers tear into the white linen sheets, her knuckles turning bone-white as sweat blinds her eyes. She is seven months pregnant with the Alpha's heir, bound by a sacred mate bond to Benedict Crowell that now feels like a burning wire wrapped tight around her throat.Outside the heavy doors, the corridor echoes with hurried footsteps before absolute silence drops like a guillotine.The delivery room door bursts open with a violent slam that rattles the medical trays. Dr. Ambrose Peverell stumbles inward, his face drained of color as he loo

Mavis Thornefield POV"Your body is severely weakened, Alpha Benedict," Dr. Ambrose Peverell's muted voice filtered through the heavy oak door. "Mavis has been suffering from extreme physical exhaustion and acute blood deficiency for months. Her wolf is barely hanging on because her core energy has been entirely drained by constant manual labor. The injury on her left leg is minor, just a deep soft-tissue bruise from the fallen bike, but she must remain off her feet for at least a week to let her energy recover."Mavis Thornefield opened her eyes, staring blankly at the dark grey canopy above the massive bed.The heavy silk sheets smelled strongly of cedar, crushed winter pine, and pure Alpha aura. It was a scent carved deep into her soul, a familiar weight from five years ago that instantly set her pulse racing with deep, instinctual terror.The shock of the morning crashed over her in violent waves. Ottilie jumping from the upper balcony. The blood pooling across the marble entryway

Mavis Thornefield POV"Thank the Moon Goddess," Mavis Thornefield murmured under her breath, letting out a long, ragged exhale as the heavy bedroom door clicked shut.She dragged her bruised, exhausted body across the plush carpet toward the dark leather couch in the corner of the suite, sinking into the cushions with a weary groan. Every muscle in her frame ached from the impact of the fallen motorcycle, and her wolf whined faintly behind her ribs, battered and weakened by years of isolation and harsh pack exile.She assumed Alpha Benedict Crowell had finally left her alone to deal with the pack enforcement officers, but less than a minute later, the bedroom door swung open again.Benedict strode back into the room with smooth, deliberate steps, holding a small metal tube of pack healer ointment between his long fingers.Mavis instantly straightened up, her posture coiling tight as her eyes tracked his every move with sharp, instinctual distrust."Rub this into the bruises," Benedict