A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258

Chapter 258

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At that moment, Caelum finally understood the weight of Aurora’s sudden revelation–her declaration of pregnancy. His wolf growled low in his chest, instincts trembling with unease. Could their bond truly end now? Could it ever end? Not when she carried his blood, his legacy,

inside her.

A sharp, mocking voice cut through his turmoil. Lana, standing a few feet away with a sardonic tilt to her lips, sneered. “Well, congratulations, Caelum. You’re going to be a father. I can’t wait for the wedding between you and Aurora. When that day comes, do remember to send me an invitation—I’ll bring a very… special gift.” Her words dripped venom, each syllable striking like a whip against the raw nerves of his pride.

Caelum’s body froze, rigid as if encased in ice. His heart pounded like a drum in the chest of a hunting wolf. A child… so soon? How could it be? He and Aurora had shared only a handful of moments, fleeting encounters that were never meant to lead to this.

Freya’s voice, calm yet unwavering, cut through his chaos. “Let’s go.”

It snapped him back to reality. He watched as Freya moved toward the exit of the precinct, her tall, commanding presence leaving no room for hesitation. His wolf stirred, claws unsheathing instinctively, urging him forward–but before he could take a single step, Silas’s men intercepted him, forming an impenetrable barrier between him and Freya.

“Move along!” Silas‘ voice was cold, precise, carrying the weight of Ironclad Coalition authority. He took Freya’s arm, guiding her with gentle but firm control. Kade, shadowing their steps, followed silently, his eyes scanning for any threat.

Lana’s disdain didn’t soften. She turned to Caelum, fangs glinting under the harsh precinct lights. “You, Caelum… how can you still have the nerve to interfere with Freya? But I must say, you and Aurora make a perfect pair. You exploited Freya’s loyalty, feasted on her efforts, and then–what did you do? You handed over the wealth she earned to Aurora, under the guise of repaying a lifesaving debt. Ha! And now, the so–called savior has schemed against you. Sweet, isn’t it?”

With a flick of her wrist, Lana walked away, her movements predatory yet elegant, leaving Caelum staring after her, his chest tightening with a mixture of shame and bitter clarity.

Inside the precinct, Caelum’s eyes shifted back to Aurora. Every piece of luxury she now wore

-designer threads, jewelry glinting like moonlight on ice–had come from his own hands. And yet, as Lana had pointed out, every coin, every asset, was earned by Freya. Without Freya, the company would have already collapsed into chaos. Even the five million loan, supposedly

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His jaw tightened, wolf instincts urging retribution even as human emotions tangled within him. The metallic clink of the handcuffs echoed through the corridor as officers led Aurora toward the interrogation room. Her eyes locked onto his, amber flecked with desperation, and she called out, voice trembling yet commanding: “Caelum! I’m carrying your child! You cannot abandon me now!”

Caelum’s wolf growled, nostrils flaring, heart slamming against his ribcage. But no words came. No promise, no reassurance, no denial. He simply stared, silent, as the officers ushered her away.

Step by agonizing step, Aurora disappeared from view, leaving Caelum staggering like a lone wolf bereft of pack. He bowed his head, a bitter laugh escaping his throat, hoarse and broken. “Ha… ha… hahahaha… hah…”

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Lana’s eyes softened, worry hidden beneath layers of practicality. “Your safety comes first. Joining SkyVex doesn’t change that. If you go alone, anything could happen. The border is volatile–wolves, mercenaries, environmental hazards… you can’t handle it alone.”

Freya’s gaze hardened, wolf instincts bristling. “I’m aware of the risks. I’ll manage.”

Before Lana could argue further, Silas Whitmor’s voice cut through, calm and authoritative. “I’ll accompany her. There’s no need to worry. My presence will ensure she’s protected.”

Freya glanced at Silas, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. In the heart of wolves, protection and trust were as primal as the need to hunt and survive. And for now, with the border’s dangers and Aurora’s schemes still unresolved, she would need both.