Reborn As His Dead Mate

I paced around in the pack healer's chambers, my hands shaking as I waited for her to return with the answers.

She walked through the door with an unreadable expression, my heart pounding in my chest as I got dizzy with anticipation.

“Congratulations! Luna Elara, you're three weeks pregnant.” She muttered with a warm smile.

“Really?” I echoed with excitement as she nodded with a curt smile.

She handed me the report, and my smile got even wider as I read the contents of the small paper.

I was bursting with joy as I looked back up, the healer's eyes crinkling at the corners as she shared in my joy.

‘Finally,’ I whispered.

I had been dreaming of this moment for so many years. I begged the moon goddess so I could carry Rowan's child and heir.

I can only fantasise about his joy when I break this news to him.

Oh, he would pick me up and swirl me around in his arms, his eyes filled with love and happiness.

I just couldn't wait.

I walked out of the healer's chambers, feeling like I was walking in a dream. ‘This is the happiest day of my life,’ I muttered under my breath as I stepped outside, the cold wind hitting my face.

I gently caressed my flat stomach as warmth spread through my body.

All I could think about was the years to come, and I just couldn't stop smiling no matter how hard I tried.

I stared in the mirror of my car, my wide eyes looking back at me as my cheeks flushed red with excitement. I held the pregnancy report tight in my hands, unconsciously squeezing it in my tight grip.

As I drove back to the Dark Blood mansion, an unease churned in my guts, like a dark cloud hanging over my head as I held on to the good news.

My heart raced as I froze on the doorstep of his study. The hushed conversation in the room made me pause.

“I still don’t get why you keep her around,” a familiar voice scoffed—it was Lucian, Rowan's Beta and closest friend. “You could have any she-wolf in the pack. Why settle for Elara?”

My heart clenched, but I remained in the doorway, holding my breath.

Rowan's voice, usually so warm and comforting, now sounded very cold. “Elara serves her purpose. She’s loyal, submissive, and my mate. The pack sees her as the perfect Luna.”

“But you don’t love her,” Lucian pressed. “You love Sierra.”

My blood ran cold at the mention of my elder adopted sister, whom my parents raised for sixteen long years before discovering their real daughter had been exchanged in the hospital.

I had been raised in an orphanage, and even after coming back, I was never once loved by my parents and brothers, who forgot I even existed.

"Man, how long are you going to keep that woman around?" The mocking laughter of Rowan's beta made my heart freeze as I peered through the door. "Matilda has just returned from the Northern Pack, and this is your chance to be together with her.”

Someone snickered. "Which of the two sisters will you choose, Rowan?"

My teary eyes widened as I clutched the piece of paper in my hands tighter. How could my own mate play with my heart, and that too with my own sister? No, he has to deny all of it.

Rowan's deep voice finally broke through the leering and cheers. "Elara is just a stand-in for Matilda. I just needed her to become the Alpha. If I commanded her to step down from the Luna position, she’d do it without asking a question."

Those words were like a blow to my chest; I quickly covered my mouth as sobs wracked through my body.

"When are you planning to reject her?" Someone whistled.

"As soon as I can."

The words hit me hard; the air was knocked out of my lungs. What was happening?

Rowan chuckled cruelly. "Elara is just so trusting. She’s so naïve and innocent that it makes it even more amusing. For now, I’ll keep her around, but then she can't be my Luna."

My knees buckled, and I suddenly heard movement in the room and footsteps towards the door.

Panic surged through me, and I turned, clutching my belly and dashing out of the pack house.

I kept running; I didn’t stop until I reached the edge of the forest. Tears blurred my vision as I sank into the cold ground, clutching my stomach.

My whole life just crumbled before me; I had been an absolute fool to love Rowan. I had sacrificed my life to be the perfect wife and Luna for him and now he wants to reject me.

And I was carrying his children—twins.

I stood by the edge of the cliff, looking down into my death. With each step forward, I walked closer to the edge.

I shut my eyes tight, ready to take the last step over the cliff.