Luna’s Revenge: Pregnant After Her Alpha’s Betrayal

Lily “Luna, you’re pregnant.” “No,” I said, a little too quickly. “That’s not possible.” Instead of arguing, the doctor turned the report toward me. “Your bloodwork is clear. I repeated the test this morning to be sure.” Pregnancy. The word had no existence whatsoever in my life. A few years ago, I had been told the opposite in this same room. I remembered sitting in that chair, hands locked together, trying not to fall apart while the doctor explained that I wouldn’t be able to conceive. I still remember how Rowan squeezed my hand at that moment. He had said, “We don’t need children. I’ve got you. That’s enough.” I had believed my husband and my Alpha. I had accepted it because I didn’t have a choice. The report I’m holding now is dispelling the shadows of the past. I should be happy, but... I’m terrified. “I was told I couldn’t get pregnant,” I said quietly. “I thought it was just...fatigue. Owen, my stepson, has been impossible lately. I figured I was just tired from dealing with him and all the pack duties…” I waved my hand, and it seemed like I was trying to convince myself rather than her. The doctor gave a small nod. “That was your diagnosis then. This is your condition now, and as I said, fatigue is a very common symptom of pregnancy. However, if you want to be certain, we can do an ultrasound.” I hesitated for a second, then nodded. I needed to be absolutely sure. The examination room felt unusually cold today as I lay still on the bed, staring up at the ceiling while the doctor prepared the machine and then splattered some cold gel on my stomach. My thoughts kept circling the same point, refusing to settle. This shouldn’t be happening. After a few moments, she turned the screen toward me. I forced myself to look. At first, I didn’t understand what I was seeing. Just shadows and blurred dots. Then she adjusted something, and a small, faint form came into focus. It was way too tiny. “There,” she said gently. A second later, a soft, steady sound filled the room. “That’s the heartbeat.” It was real. There was no mistake this time. I'm pregnant. I closed my eyes and tried to think clearly. I needed to tell Rowan. That much was obvious. But as soon as the thought came, something else followed—something that made my stomach turn. I went over the past few months in my head, slowly…carefully, and my breath caught. Rowan hadn’t touched me in months. Not once. He barely sleeps beside me these days. I opened my eyes and stared straight ahead, the realization settling in piece by piece. There was no way around this anymore. This child wasn’t his. And with that realization, the memory from that night came hurling before I could stop it. “Are you hurt?” “Let me take care of you, please.” It had only been one night, just one night, when I was consumed by unknown desire and lost control, throwing myself into the arms of a stranger. But the moment I had woken up, I had decided it was a mistake, something I would forget and never speak of again. Little did I know the consequence of that one mistake could become so lasting…so permanent. -- “Good afternoon, Luna,” pack members greeted me with smiles as I dragged myself towards the Alpha House. I forced a smile on my face and nodded back. Over the years, I had kind of honed the skill of pretending pretty nicely. The moment I headed inside, I ran into Alec, Rowan’s Beta. He was leaning against the stairs that led to the Alpha and Luna’s wing. “Luna…are you okay?” Alec asked, staring wide-eyed at me. He seemed somewhat…startled? “Yeah, just tired,” I said and then frowned. “What are you doing here? Were you not with the Alpha at the meeting?” “I..uh…” Alec shifted from feet to feet, looking uncomfortable as hell. “Never mind,” I muttered, heading upstairs. “Luna wait…” Alec almost shouted at me and then quickly lowered his head and bowed as I turned around with a look. “Alec, what is it?” I demanded. “Do you want to say something?” He looked almost defeated as he shook his head. “I am sorry,” he whispered, not meeting my gaze before turning around and walking away. I stared at his retreating back and frowned. What was that? Shaking my head, the dread returning full force in the pit of my stomach, I headed upstairs, and with each step I took, I could feel my heartbeat picking up and sweat starting to bead on my forehead. By the time I reached our bedroom, my legs were about to give up. I was about to knock when a sound sliced through the silence. “Ah…Rowan…goddess…you feel so good.” I froze, my knuckles hovering inches from the wood. The painfully familiar female voice again spilled through the crack in the door—moaning and groaning as she chanted my husband’s name. I knew that voice. Because it belonged to Kara…my maid. And she was f*****g my husband in my bed. Before I could head inside, if my legs allowed me to move, that is, she spoke again, and this time what she said made the ground beneath me shatter into a billion pieces. “Please… don’t push me away again, Rowan,” Kara groaned. “Don’t make me hide… I am your mate, after all. And the mother of your son…” “I’m not pushing you away… oh f**k goddess, you know I can’t… You’re my mate. My fated mate,” Rowan’s voice came, thick with desire as he kept thrusting. I could literally hear the bed springs protesting against his aggression. “Then why does she get everything?” Kara whimpered. “Why do I have to stay hidden? Why does she get to be Luna when I’m the one you love?”