Alpha’s Regret After His Pregnant Luna Left novel Chapter 216

(Audrey’s POV)

“I remember,” Florian said, his tone suddenly serious as he contemplated my question about Emma Shadowcrest’s fake Serena.

His golden eyes held mine steadily, all traces of mockery gone. “She told the Pack Council at the time that only Emma Shadowcrest and her mother had instructed her to impersonate Serena.”

I continued working on his calf muscles, feeling the tension beneath my fingertips. The injury was worse than he was letting on.

“They couldn’t extract any additional information,” he continued, “and since they couldn’t keep her detained indefinitely, they released her.” His gaze sharpened. “Why do you ask?”

I looked up from my massage, meeting his curious stare. “I saw her yesterday.”

His eyebrows lifted slightly, the only indication of his surprise.

“Last year, didn’t Alpha Luna Riverwind suddenly announce she had a daughter?” I asked, my fingers still working the knots in his muscles. “Guess who that daughter is?”

Florian’s eyes narrowed. “Is it her?”

“Yes,” I confirmed, remembering the young she-wolf’s panicked expression when she’d recognized me. “She’s now called Lyra Riverwind.”

Confusion flickered across his face. He ran a hand through his hair, his brow furrowing as he processed this information. “I’ll have someone look into it,” he said decisively.

That was always what I admired about Florian Stormhowl – he never dragged things out unnecessarily. When action was needed, he took it immediately.

He pulled out his phone and made a call to what I assumed was a pack Beta. The conversation was brief and to the point. By the time I finished massaging his legs, his phone was ringing.

“Speak,” Florian answered, his tone cold and authoritative.

I couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation, but Florian’s expression grew increasingly annoyed.

“So you’re telling me there’s no trace of information? She just appeared out of nowhere?” he questioned, his free hand tapping impatiently on the arm of his wheeled healing chair.

The caller must have provided an unsatisfying response because Florian’s jaw tightened.

“Can we investigate further?” he asked.

Whatever answer he received didn’t please him. His eyes narrowed dangerously.

“Investigate first, then we’ll see,” he ordered before ending the call.

He set his phone down on the side table and turned his attention back to me. “You’re stopping already?” he asked, noticing I had paused the massage.

“Massage shouldn’t be overdone,” I explained, trying to stand up.

My legs had gone completely numb from kneeling on the hard floor for so long. As I attempted to rise, my knees buckled beneath me.

Florian reacted instantly, catching me before I could fall. With surprising strength for someone with an injured leg, he pulled me onto his lap.

I landed awkwardly, sitting across his thighs, my face suddenly inches from his. The clean, minty scent of his skin filled my nose, making my heart race unexpectedly.

My ears burning with embarrassment, I tried to push myself off, but his hands firmly gripped my waist, holding me in place.

“Audrey Winter,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a lower register that sent peculiar shivers up my spine. “I want to celebrate the Full Moon Celebration too. You can’t be partial to others.”

I glared at him, struggling to maintain my composure with our faces this close. “I already told you, I didn’t celebrate the Full Moon with Arthur.”

His golden eyes sparkled with mischief. “Then can I celebrate the Full Moon with you?” he asked, pulling me closer until I could feel his breath against my cheek.

I understood exactly what he was suggesting, but felt too shy to acknowledge it directly. “What’s there to agree to? If you want to celebrate, go ahead. I can’t stop you.”

“What I meant was…” he deliberately dragged out his words, staring at me with an intensity that made my stomach flip. His lips curved into a slight smile. “Celebrating the Full Moon with you. Don’t play dumb.”

My heartbeat quickened. “What kind of relationship do we have to celebrate the Full Moon?” I asked hesitantly, afraid of his

“Cassandra!!!” Florian shouted through gritted teeth, his patience clearly at an end.

“Why are you so urgent? I’m just saying…” As Cassandra straightened up and followed the sound of his voice, she finally spotted us her jaw dropping comically when she saw me sitting there.

I feigned confusion, looking from her to Florian and back again. “Cassandra, didn’t you call me to say Florian’s leg was hurting and asked me to come check on him?”

Cassandra looked momentarily bewildered, blinking rapidly as she processed the situation. But her recovery was impressively quick.

She slapped her forehead theatrically. “Oh right! Pregnancy brain lasts for three whole moon cycles. I forgot about it already.” Florian ran his tongue along his teeth and laughed coldly. “Don’t forget next time.”

“Definitely, definitely,” Cassandra replied with an awkward smile.

She hurriedly picked up her packages and looked at me with forced cheerfulness. “You didn’t get to finish your dinner properly because of this. I brought back plenty of venison, let’s eat together?”

“No need. I still have to return to the Wolf Medical Center,” I replied with a polite smile, seizing this perfect excuse to escape the intensity of the moment with Florian. “You two go ahead and eat. I should be going.”

Florian remained silent, making no effort to stop me. Cassandra walked me to the entrance, her smile never wavering.

“Thank you for always coming to take care of Florian,” she said.

I shook my head. “It’s no trouble.”

“Oh, by the way,” Cassandra suddenly perked up, as if just remembering something important. “Let’s exchange pack contact information. If you need any help in Northern Territory, just contact me anytime. I can handle anything short of territory invasion or silver poisoning.”

I glanced in Florian’s direction, catching his watchful gaze before turning back to Cassandra with a faint smile.

“Don’t we already have each other’s pack contact information?”