Alpha’s Regret After His Pregnant Luna Left novel Chapter 244

(Audrey’s POV)

I sat in stunned silence as the weight of Yvette Riverwind’s words settled over me. My mother. She was my actual mother, not the cold woman who had raised me with such obvious disdain in the Shadowcrest pack.

My hands shook as I stared at the golden pendant. Everything made sense now. Mrs. Shadowcrest’s coldness. The way she looked at me like I didn’t belong. The constant feeling that I was an outsider in my own supposed family.

“I need to tell you everything,” Yvette said, her voice steadying despite the tears flowing down her cheeks. “You deserve to know the truth about what happened to you.”

I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. The pendant felt heavy in my palm, like it carried the weight of decades of separation and pain.

“I was the Shadowcrest Alpha’s first mate,” she began, settling back in her chair but keeping her eyes locked on mine. “Our marriage was arranged for pack alliances, as was common in those days.”

Her voice was steady now, but I could see the pain in her eyes.

“When you were born, I thought we might finally find some happiness together,” she continued. “You were such a beautiful pup. So sweet and gentle, with those piercing green eyes.’

“

My heart clenched. I barely remembered anything from before age eight, but her words stirred something deep in my memory.

“But when you were eight years old, he found his true fated mate and began an affair with her,” Yvette’s voice turned bitter.” I couldn’t bear the betrayal. Watching him come home with another she-wolf’s scent on him every night.”

Suddenly, fragmented memories began surfacing. Arguments through thin walls. The way Alpha Shadowcrest would look at me with guilt in his eyes. The tension that always filled our territory den.

“So I severed our mate bond and prepared to leave,” she said, her voice growing stronger with each word. “I was done with his lies and betrayal.”

I leaned forward, desperate to hear more. “What stopped you?”

“Your grandmother,” Yvette replied immediately. “Elder Shadowcrest begged me not to take you away from the only pack you’d known. She said it would be too traumatic for a young pup.”

She reached out and took my hands in hers. Her touch was warm and comforting in a way I’d never experienced with Mrs. Shadowcrest.

“Against my better judgment, I agreed to leave you with the Shadowcrest family,” she admitted, guilt heavy in her voice. “I planned to visit regularly. To maintain my relationship with you.”

“What happened then?” I asked, though part of me dreaded the answer.

Yvette’s face crumpled with fresh grief. “Six months later, you disappeared.”

“Disappeared?”

“The Shadowcrest family claimed you’d been kidnapped,” she continued, her voice breaking. “But they refused to let me participate in the search efforts.”

My stomach dropped like a stone. “They refused?”

“They said I was no longer part of the family,” she said, bitterness coating every word. “That my presence would only complicate the investigation.”

Anger flared in my chest. They had kept my real mother away while I was missing. While she was desperate to find me.

“I couldn’t just sit by and do nothing,” Yvette continued fiercely. “I hired my own investigators. Spent every resource I had trying to find you.”

I watched her struggle to maintain composure. Decades-old pain was written across every line of her face.

“You had vanished completely,” she whispered. “No witnesses. No demands from kidnappers. No trace of where you might have gone.”

The word ‘Mom’ hung in the air like a heavy weight. I watched Yvette’s expression change as she looked between us. She was suddenly understanding the impossible complexity of the situation.

I could see the exact moment when cracks began to appear in Lyra’s carefully constructed facade. Her eyes darted between Yvette and me. Taking in our tear-stained faces. The golden pendant still clutched in my hand.

She knew. I could see the realization dawning in her expression. The understanding that her identity as Yvette’s daughter was about to crumble completely.

Lyra’s breathing became shallow. Her hands started to tremble at her sides.

The tension in the room became suffocating. Three women standing there, each processing the implications of this moment.

Yvette straightened slowly. Her maternal instincts were clearly warring with her growing suspicions. When she spoke, her voice was quiet but firm.

“Lyra,” she said carefully, studying the young woman’s pale face. “I don’t know how your blood test matched mine.”

Lyra’s face went completely white. Her carefully maintained composure began to slip.

“But I think there must have been an error somewhere in the process,” Yvette continued, her tone gentle but determined. I watched Lyra’s reaction closely. The way her eyes widened with panic. The way she seemed to shrink into herself. “I’ll arrange for the three of us to be re-tested at the most reputable facility in Central Territory,” Yvette said. “We’ll get to the bottom of this.”

Lyra opened her mouth but no sound came out. She looked like she might faint.

“Don’t worry, dear,” Yvette added, though her voice had cooled slightly. “If there was a mistake, our pack will ensure you’re compensated appropriately for any confusion this may have caused.”

The color drained completely from Lyra’s face. Her hands were shaking violently now.