Alpha Bloodline: Luna Secret Pregnancy

Chapter 5.

"Enough, Mom!" Tyler complained. I stood there dumbfounded and stunned, dead-ended, as he grabbed her wrist and hauled her out of the lodge. "You need to go right now!" Tyler gave his mommy a growl.

Mom yelled, "Are you f*****g insane?" "That woman is not welcome in this pack. She is a ruthless outlaw. When the other pack members find out that your mate is a rogue, what will they say?"

"No one will find out," Tyler's menacingly low voice retorted. "I plan to live here with Chanbee forever."

"No!" she exclaimed. "Leave her here, please. You cannot tag her.

He growled back, asking, "Who said I will brand her?" Wednesday will become my Luna, thus I shall mark her, but I am also keeping Chanbee. You really think I am going to discard my partner?"

My eyes were filled with tears. He intended to leave his fiancée's mark.

What pitiful punishment and rejection he had in store for me. Compared to what my father did, it was worse. I watched the mother and son argue over my status, chin trembling.

His mother glared as she charged towards me. "You really are a w***e. Just go somewhere else with my son and w***e. Leave now, and please do not return. You are insane if you imagine yourself to be the White Fur pack's Luna. All the girls in this pack, as well as other packs, aspire to be the strongest pack in America's Luna. You are waiting in queue."

"Mum!" Tyler looked at me and raced to her. "This is becoming unmanageable. He said, "Do not breach your boundaries!"

His mother gave a small flinch, but she got over it. She shot out, "Do not teach me about my boundaries, Tyler." "This pack does not allow you to have your mate. Are you even aware of the consequences?

Wednesday will be your mate, and you will mark her. What happens if this w***e comes out and tells everyone that she is your genuine partner out of spite?

"Stop referring to her as a w***e!" Tyler gave a growl. "My mate is her."

"Rather than using her to warm your bed, throw her out of here.

She is not the best girl you can find. She is a complete nuisance. His mother gave me a scowl and pinned me. "If the Elders will find out that she is your mate." "They intend to wreak chaos! And at this point, I can not afford a controversy." She looked back over at Tyler. "The second-strongest pack in America has formed an alliance with our pack recently. George Blackburn will launch an assault on us. When you marry Wednesday, we can become the greatest and strongest, and I do not desire a war."

I promise not to take any action that could endanger our alliance, Mother. I am only requesting some time to sort it out. I will marry Wednesday, but I need my partner alongside me. Please give me some time.

"Tylerse, I am giving you a week. That is it. Do not hold me responsible for the outcomes after that. Thus, you must turn her down or else! Fury rose and fell in her chest. "Rogue whores are not welcome in my pack. In my society, they have no place." She gave me a quick glance before assessing me. "She pales in comparison to Wednesday. In the realm of humans, Wednesday is a well-known model. She is a girl in demand. Ever since she entered that realm, men have been after her since she is so gorgeous.

And who is she?" she asked indignantly. "She seems like a corpse that is half dead."

"Mom, please go. I need you to." Tyler yelled. "Right now!"

With a menacing scowl in her eyes, she stormed out of the lodge, slamming the door shut.

I crumpled to the ground as my knees gave way. Tyler ran up the steps. "Red!" He lifted me up and carried me into the bedroom where he placed me down in a chair.

I was in complete shock. There were no words that came to mind. Instead of rejecting me, my partner intended to utilise me as his mistress.

How could it be that my actions caused the Moon Goddess to cast me into an endless pit of suffering? My virginity, my most valuable asset as a rogue, was something I gave him.

He looked down at me and whispered, "Chanbee, you have to understand."

"What do you understand? You would come to me after having s*x with the girl you would marry and mark every day, and it will kill me every time."

Is there a worse penalty than this? He refused to let me go or be alive. And he was hoping that I would recognise his situation? "I would like to leave."

He hissed, his eyes flashing golden. "You will stay with me, you understand? I am going to tighten security in this vicinity. And you f*****g dare not go out!

I turned to stomp out of the room, but he grabbed me and pulled me in roughly. I felt his pressure against the wall. He pressed his body into me and growled, "Where are you going?" My entire body hummed under his hold. He planted a kiss on me, and I had no choice but to accept it. I was really pitiful. He f****d me once more, and I was unable to stop it. I found myself dangerously drawn to him. It was poisonous.

I was ashamed and degraded as I laid in his arms that night. Not only had Tyler crushed my spirit, but he had made it appear as though it was required.

With closed eyes, I wished for the earth to split apart and devour me. I had to leave this place.

Chanbee us perspective

When I woke up the following morning, the bed was cold and empty. Tyler had undoubtedly gone to be with Wednesday. I felt hurt and depressed by the thought. I carried a great burden—I knew he would never truly accept me.

A small message was visible on the bedside table. It stated, "I shall be returning by night," and it was from Tyler. Consume food. Tyler: "Do not consider leaving."

I hauled myself from the bed and headed to the lavatory.

A extremely dejected girl reflected back to me from the mirror. My lips were swollen and my eyes were puffy from sobbing.

Tears were streaming down my cheeks. My heart hurt more than anything else.

While I plotted my escape, the entire day passed by in a blur. I continued to eat even though I was not hungry. In the lodge, I discovered a satchel, which I began filling with necessities like food, clothing, and a candle. I was intending to make my getaway at night.

Tyler had warned me that I would never be able to escape him by sending additional warriors to defend the lodge.

I counted the amount of guards circling the entire lodge as I gazed around. I observed how they moved. I quickly discovered my window to freedom. July got upset with me for not eating right. Her seat at the island table caught my eye when I headed to the kitchen for coffee.

It astonished her to see me. "Is Wednesday a highly famous model?" I said as I poured myself some black coffee.

"Yes, she is quite well-liked, and we may soon see her in motion pictures as well."

July stared at me as I sipped my coffee. "How are you doing?" she said, her tone doubtful.

"Yes," I murmured. No, I wasn't. It was like someone ran over me with a road roller. I was exhausted.

"Want to have some more food?" She brought some grilled cheese after getting up. She proceeded to serve it to me.

She continued to serve me despite my protests, "No, I am OK."

"You need to eat healthily," she stated, grinning inexplicably. "It is crucial. You require a lot of vitality."

"You say that, but why?" Not really interested in her making a big deal out of me, I asked. She was a lovely woman, but I was not accustomed to that kind of attention. I was accustomed to mistreatment and... deceit.