The Rejected Luna’s Secret Pregnancy Novels & Stories

She raised her hand to hit him but was surprised as he held her hand and pushed her backward with his other hand. She had hit her back against the wall while she prevented her head from doing the same, the stern note in Alex's voice meant nothing to her, she thought to herself while she stood up. "Take her to the darkroom". She heard Alex instruct the guards. "You won't dare, I remain the Luna and there's nothing you can do about that". She shouted at the top of her voice. "I'm sorry Catherine, but not anymore". She wasn't sure if she had heard a chuckle in his voice but it sounded like he was happy with the decision he had made.

ELMA'S POV The longer I kept the secret the more horrible it got. I had no idea or expectations of Arthur asking me to officially be his mate. It was just a clean save to me, to him. Not. I had a baby growing inside of me, an unknown man's child. It wasn't just something I could say. I couldn't tell Nia that I was pregnant, for all I knew she could be the one to Arthur about it. I trusted Nia as I had never trusted anyone before. "Can I ask you a question?" Nia said, staring intently into my eyes.

He groaned. I looked up into his eyes. They were filled with so much lust that it was all I could do but lick my lips. One of his hands cupped my face. Rubbing my lip with his thumb, I watched the internal struggle he was having with himself. “What is it?” I asked. His eyes went back up to mine. “If I allowed myself to go down that slope, there would be no coming back. I promised myself I wouldn’t take a Luna. Not after what happened to my mom.”

Prince Pierre’s mouth quirks, like he’s been waiting for the show. The King raises a hand, and the chamber falls silent. His gaze is cool and assessing. “You rejected her. Publicly. You announced your union with her sister. And now you want to reverse that?” “I have evidence Lara deceived the pack,” I say steadily. “Elana has proven her loyalty under impossible circumstances. She’s the rightful Luna.” “I thought Lara’s child was yours,” Prince Pierre butt in. I swallow back the embarrassment that threatens to heat my cheeks. “I was mistaken. Lara switched the DNA samples.”

She is mine by blood. The thought made Lucian’s stomach turn. No. He would never allow it. Elena was his, and no one—not even some ancient monster—would take her away. Behind him, wolves limped closer, their eyes wide with fear and confusion. Some bowed their heads, others stared openly at Elena, their faces a mix of awe and doubt. “She did that?” one whispered. “Is she one of us… or something else?” another murmured. Lucian’s golden eyes snapped toward them, sharp as a blade. “She is your Luna,” he growled, his voice carrying across the clearing. “And she is the reason any of you are still breathing.”

My heart clenched with worry as I approached. "There's something you need to know." "What is it?" I asked, feeling my heart skip a beat and my voice tight with anxiety. The doctor hesitated for a moment before speaking. "It seems that the Luna is pregnant," he revealed, and I almost choked in shock, feeling my knees go weak with surprise. Pregnant? How was that possible? "Pregnant?" I repeated it because I had remembered clearly when Ruby told me during her Luna ceremony that she couldn't conceive, and I had no problem with that. She was the only one I wanted, and I didn't care if we didn't have any children.

That pathetic Omega was now nestled in my fated mate's arms, the fresh, bloody mark on her neck still weeping. "Damon, are you insane?" My voice trembled. He turned to me, his eyes empty of guilt. "If you want to be my Luna, this is my condition." Gasps erupted from the pack. To mark another she-wolf before a mating ceremony was the ultimate insult to the Moon Goddess. But I knew worse was coming. Memories of my past life flooded back to me. On this very day, I had screamed my refusal at Damon. Bowing to the Goddess's law and the Elders' pressure, he banished Lyla.

Sebrina finished for her. My gratitude flared—silent but strong. Then, a voice echoed softly through my mind. *Do we tell them she’s pregnant?* Doc Hathaway. The weight of her question almost knocked the air from my lungs. I nodded once. Hathaway stood, stepping forward like she was walking into a battlefield. “Our Luna,” she said aloud, “is also pregnant.” If I thought the first revelation was a bomb, this one was nuclear. Mason straightened like he’d been hit with lightning. Sebrina looked genuinely stunned. Caleb opened and closed his mouth like a damn fish.

said Luna, thrusting the test pack right in front of Lucas' nose. Two blue lines. That indicates that Luna has something in her stomach. Still, in disbelief, Lucas grabbed the test pack and looked at it carefully, then looked at Luna, and again looked at the test pack with the positive result. “Luna, don't tell me that you…” “Yes, I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant, honey!" Luna screamed as she jumped for joy.

I forced a smile. Even though our three-year marriage has been nothing but a sham, I’ve always upheld the image of a loving couple in front of the public as the Luna of the Nightblade Pack. "You don’t have to hide anything from me! That bastard! His mate is pregnant, and he’s upstairs keeping another woman company. I’ll drag him down here right now!" Luigi hissed. "Luigi, this is between me and my husband!" I grabbed his arm to stop him. "I get it," Luigi sighed, his anger fading into sadness. "Take care of yourself, and call me if you need anything."