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My Luna my bride one hundred and fourty nine
Elijah’s POVConfusion and disbelief washed over me, as I tried to comprehend the implications of her words. The world around me seemed to blur as my thoughts raced, desperately searching for a way to make sense of it all. Emotions flooded through me hurt, anger, and a deep sense of betrayal. How could this be happening?I knew she said she just wanted to stay in Dante's pack for a while, but deep down, I couldn't shake the fear that she might choose to stay permanently. The pain I felt was indescribable, like a dagger piercing through my chest.“Elijah please come,” Vanessa motioned to me to come sit close to her. “I need you to understand that it's not what you are thinking,” she said as I sat close to her.“What do you expect me to think Vanessa?” I asked calmly because I couldn't comprehend how everything had changed in an instant. Vanessa was my world, my everything. The mere thought of her leaving me completely shattered me. It felt like I was losing a part of myself, and I didn
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty
Elijah’s POVAs I slowly opened my eyes, a throbbing pain pulsed through my veins, a harsh reminder of the alcohol-fueled night before. Disoriented and groggy, I attempted to sit up, only to freeze in shock as I realized I wasn't alone in my bed. Panic surged through my body, my mind racing to comprehend the situation unfolding before me.My heart pounded in my chest as I gazed upon the beautiful woman lying beside me, her peaceful slumber contrasting sharply with the chaos of my thoughts. Questions bombarded my mind, each one more urgent than the last. How did she get here? Who is she? And most importantly, what happened last night?With trembling hands, I cautiously lifted the blanket, hoping to find some answers. And there, in the soft morning light, I saw her, vulnerable and exposed. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, washing away any remnants of the alcohol-induced haze. We were both naked. The weight of the situation settled heavily upon my shoulders, leaving me feeling e
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty one
Vanessa’s POVI gently patted my baby's back, feeling the warmth of his tiny body against my chest. The room was dimly lit, creating a calm and peaceful atmosphere. It had been a month since I found refuge in Dante's pack, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for the support and kindness they had shown me.As I rocked my baby in my arms, I couldn't help but reflect on my situation. Dante and I had chosen to co-parent, and it seemed to be working well so far. He had been nothing but supportive, helping me navigate the challenges of motherhood. However, we hadn't discussed what the future held for us, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to make any decisions just yet.Elijah on the other hand, has been visiting sporadically, he has been persistent in his desire for me to return to his pack. But something deep within me hesitated. I cherished the freedom and stability I had found with Dante's pack, and the thought of going back felt like stepping into the unknown.As I continued to soothe
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty two
Elijah’s POVMy heart raced as Vanessa uttered those words, and I braced myself for what was to come. I had already grappled with the situation, preparing myself to accept whatever she had to say. Deep down, I knew it wouldn't be an easy decision for her, especially considering Dante's role as the father of her child. The weight of their shared history and the birthright of their little one hung heavy in the air.Vanessa's voice trembled slightly as she began to speak. “I have made a decision but before telling you, I want you to know that I am grateful for everything you’ve done for me and I appreciate them” I watched her closely, trying to read the emotions flickering across her face. Her eyes held a mix of sadness, determination, and a hint of guilt. I could sense the internal struggle she was facing, torn between her desires and the responsibilities she carried.“I want to stay Elijah, for the sake of my child,” Vanessa said as her gaze held mine.“It’s fine Vanessa, I understand
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty three
Elijah’s POVI looked at Jenny, my eyes filled with confusion and disbelief. How could she think that I wanted her to abort our child? The circumstances of our child's conception may not have been ideal, but I would never consider such a heart-wrenching decision.As the words hung in the air, I felt a mix of emotions swirling within me. Anger, frustration, and sadness battled against the compassion I still held for Jenny.“Uhm… Jenny…” My mind raced, desperately searching for the right words to convey my unwavering commitment to our unborn child. I wanted to make Jenny understand that this child was a part of both of us, a precious life that deserved love and care, regardless of the circumstances surrounding their conception.Taking a deep breath, I reached out to hold Jenny's trembling hands. I looked into her eyes, hoping to convey the depth of my emotions. "Jenny," I began, my voice filled with a mix of determination and tenderness, "I understand that this situation is difficult fo
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty four
Jenny’s POVI couldn't believe my eyes as I stood there, mouth wide open, witnessing the intense argument between Alpha Elijah and his mother. The topic of discussion? The paternity of the baby growing inside me. My heart raced with a mixture of shock and relief, knowing without a doubt that Alpha Elijah was the father. He was the only man I had been intimate with, and I never expected this one-night stand to result in a pregnancy.“Oh please Elijah don't be so naive, they are all the same, Maid in the morning, a prostitute at night” I wasn't surprised to be called a prostitute because that's what most of the maids do, but I am not part of them.“Why are you like this?, why can't you just believe that I am capable of making the right decision?” As the heated exchange continued, I realized that Alpha Elijah wasn't just defending me, he was standing up for our child. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that I wasn't alone in this journey.“Because you are m
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty five
Jenny’s POVI lay on my bed, the soft fabric beneath me a stark contrast to the life I once knew as a maid. Alpha Elijah's decision to assign a maid and a guard to me still felt surreal, like a dream I feared would shatter at any moment. The rapid transformation from a humble servant to a soon-to-be queen left me breathless, the weight of this new reality settling in my bones.As I closed my eyes, the sweet scent of my newfound life enveloped me, a delicate fragrance that whispered of luxury and privilege. Yet, amidst the grandeur and the lavish trappings of my new life, a shadow loomed dark and foreboding. The knowledge that Alpha Elijah's mother vehemently opposed our union cast a pall over the otherwise perfect facade. Her public declaration of disapproval echoed in my mind.The thought of Alpha Elijah's mother's rejection gnawed at me, a bitter taste that tainted the sweetness of my newfound status. The prospect of never being accepted as her daughter-in-law weighed heavily on my
My Luna my bride one hundred and fifty six
Dante’s POVI revelled in the warmth of the cascading water, each droplet a soothing caress against my skin, melting away the tension of the day. As the water envelops me, my mind drifts to Vanessa, her presence a complex tapestry of emotions woven into the fabric of my life. Our relationship has been a tumultuous journey, marked by highs and lows, by moments of connection and moments of strife. Yet, amidst the turbulent seas of our past, I sense a glimmer of hope, a flicker of possibility that we might find our way back to each other.Vanessa's decision to stay in my pack, to choose me over Elijah, speaks volumes of the bond that we share, of the unspoken understanding that bridges the chasm between us.I am acutely aware of the pain I have caused Vanessa, the wounds I inflicted with my actions, the scars that mar the canvas of our shared history. Her forgiveness, though not yet fully granted, hangs in the air between us like a promise of redemption, a beacon of hope that guides me
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