Alpha’s Regret After His Pregnant Luna Left novel Chapter 94

(Audrey’s POV)

The room fell into stunned silence after my accusation. Arthur stared at me, his expression frozen in disbelief as my words hung in the air between us.

“You’re accusing my mother of murder?” Victoria finally sputtered, her practiced composure cracking. “How dare you!”

Katherine’s face had gone deathly pale, but she recovered quickly, her features arranging themselves into a mask of wounded dignity.

“This is outrageous,” she said, her voice trembling with what sounded like genuine shock. “Arthur, surely you won’t entertain these wild accusations from a woman who’s clearly desperate to maintain her position in the pack.”

I stood my ground, my wolf bristling beneath my skin, urging me forward. For years, I’d watched silently as Victoria and Katherine manipulated Arthur. I’d suffered loss after loss while they prospered from their deceptions. No more.

“Your stepmother murdered your mother, Arthur,” I said, keeping my voice steady despite the rage boiling inside me. “And Victoria tampered with Elder William’s medication, leading to his death.”

Arthur’s expression was unreadable, his Alpha presence fluctuating with barely contained emotion. His eyes had darkened to nearly black, and I could sense his wolf stirring restlessly within him.

“Those are serious accusations,” he finally said, his voice deceptively calm. “What proof do you have?”

Victoria took a step toward me, her hands clenched into fists. “She has none because there is none! This is slander!”

“You pushed Evelyn Moonstone down the grand staircase in the pack mansion,” I said, turning to Katherine, ignoring Victoria completely. “You did it to become Richard’s mate and secure your position in the Moonstone Pack.”

Katherine sat up straighter, her eyes flashing with something dangerous. “You weren’t even born when Arthur’s mother died. How could you possibly know anything about it?”

“And I suppose you have witnesses to this alleged murder?” Victoria added, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Or did the spirits whisper these tales to you?”

I maintained eye contact with Arthur, whose face had gone completely still, his jaw clenched so tight I could see a muscle jumping in his cheek.

“Elder William knew,” I said softly. “He told me before he died.”

Katherine’s laugh was cold and brittle. “A convenient claim since William is no longer here to confirm or deny it. Arthur, surely you see through this pathetic attempt to drive a wedge between us?”

Arthur’s gaze shifted between Katherine and me, his expression hardening into something I’d never seen before-not anger or disbelief, but a cold, calculating assessment that reminded me of his grandfather.

“The scent analysis report,” he said, his voice low. “You said Victoria tampered with my grandfather’s medication.”

I nodded, relieved that he was at least willing to consider the evidence. “Yes. George Thompson found a pill that had fallen beneath a cabinet in Elder William’s study. It bears Victoria’s scent markers.”

I pulled the report from my bag and handed it to Arthur. His fingers brushed mine as he took it, and I felt a jolt of electricity between us, our mate bond responding despite everything.

Victoria moved closer, peering anxiously at the report as Arthur opened it. Her nervousness was palpable now, a stark contrast to her usual confident demeanor.

“My scent might be on it because I tried to help Grandfather with his medicine sometimes,” she said quickly, the explanation tumbling out. “That doesn’t mean I tampered with anything!”

I crossed my arms, my wolf snarling internally at her obvious lie. “Really? Because you told Arthur multiple times that you didn’t know where Elder William kept his medication or how to access it.”

Victoria’s eyes widened slightly before she regained control. “I… I meant I didn’t know where he kept all of it. He showed me the emergency pills in case he needed help.”

Arthur looked up from the report, his expression unreadable. “The analysis confirms Victoria’s scent markers on the pill.”

Katherine sat up straighter. “That proves nothing! Victoria was often in William’s study. Her scent could have transferred to the pill in any number of innocent ways.”

“The pill was found in a crevice under a cabinet,” I explained, addressing Arthur directly. “It had rolled there recently, according to George. And it was still intact, meaning it hadn’t been there long enough to deteriorate.”

Victoria’s face paled slightly, but she quickly rallied. “This is ridiculous! Why would I want to harm Grandfather William? He was always kind to me!”

That was another blatant lie. Elder William had seen through Victoria from the beginning, which was precisely why she’d wanted him gone.

“He opposed your relationship with Arthur,” I reminded her. “He recognized exactly what you were doing and stood in your way.”

Victoria’s eyes filled with tears on cue. “That’s not true! He was just protective of Arthur, as any grandfather would be. I respected that!”

She turned to Arthur, grabbing his arm. “You know I would never harm your grandfather. I loved him like my own!”

Arthur gently but firmly removed her hand from his arm. His eyes had taken on a golden hue-his wolf rising closer to the surface as his emotions intensified.

Katherine and Victoria exchanged triumphant glances, relaxing visibly as they sensed victory.

“Such serious accusations with so little to back them up,” Katherine said softly. “Arthur, I think Audrey’s grief over her miscarriage has affected her judgment. Perhaps she needs professional help.”

I felt a surge of frustration, knowing they were slipping away again. Then Arthur surprised me.

“Try my phone,” he said, holding it out to me. “George keeps his phone on silent mode. It only rings for calls from me or my grandfather before he passed.”

I took Arthur’s phone, hope rising within me. Victoria’s smug expression faltered.

“Arthur, this is ridiculous,” she protested. “You can’t seriously believe-“

“Silence,” Arthur commanded, his Alpha voice cutting through her objections. “I want to hear what George has to say.”

I dialed George’s number from Arthur’s phone. This time, it rang three times before George answered.

“Alpha,” he said, his voice formal yet warm. “How can I assist you?”

“George, it’s Audrey,” I said, relief flooding through me. “I’m using Arthur’s phone. I have the scent analysis report, but there’s something more important we need to discuss.”

I put the call on speakerphone and held it up so Arthur could hear clearly. My wolf’s presence intensified with anticipation as I gathered my courage for what came next.

“George,” I said clearly, “I need you to confirm something for Arthur. Before Elder William died, he told us about Katherine’s involvement in Arthur’s mother’s death. You were the only other witness to his confession.”

The silence that followed seemed to stretch for an eternity. Katherine’s face had gone rigid with tension, while Victoria gripped the edge of the hospital bed so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Arthur stood perfectly still…