The Alpha Of The Shadow Pack And His Mute Luna (by Beatrice Putnam) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Vanessa POV

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After I fell to the ground, I could barely make out that Alfred had run up to me and was carrying me to the hospital. By the time we reached the hospital, I could feel blood coming from between my legs. Werewolves don’t have periods. I knew that I was pregnant right at that moment. It must have happened the other day. I have alpha blood in me. Things happen faster than usual. I then blacked out. I would barely wake up and then go

back out. I heard the doctor say that I had lost the baby. That broke my heart. I gave up

the will to fight. I knew Alfred was no longer in the room because his scent was fading.

Losing our baby and feeling alone, I lost the will to live. With everyone trying to kill me and Alfred gone, I saw no purpose left. My heartbeat slowed. Suddenly, I was transported to another realm, where the moon goddess sat on a pearl throne.

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My child, what is wrong?”

Why have you given up the willpower to live?”

She already knew the answer, but she wanted me to say it.

“I lost our baby, and Alfred did not want to be around me. What I have to live for.”

“Yes, you lost the baby, and you are wrong that Alfred does not want to be around you.”

She showed me Alfred by my bed, holding my hand, crying and praying to the goddess for me to live. He whispered softly.

“Little one, please don’t give up, you are my Luna and the woman I love. We can have

more babies.”

Tears filled my eyes. The room around me was peaceful and beautiful. I knew that if I stayed, pain would end, but Alfred would lose me forever and be heartbroken.

“Vanessa, my child, you have a choice: you can stay here and never feel pain again, or you can go back to your mate.”

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You will have hardships and pain, but you will have all my powers.”

“I’m going back to Alfred.”

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Just like that, I was back in my body, and I was getting stronger. Then the heartache hit me of losing my baby. I could feel his hand holding mine. I could not open my eyes. I was

still too weak for that. With my eyes closed, I whispered.

Im sorry alfred.”

Then I got back out. It remained that way for several days. When I was awake, I could hear a war raging around me. Alfred had declared war on the witched vampires and werewolves that had attacked. When I wasn’t, asleep, I was

. I could see his face come into view.

He looked horrible. I could feel his tension and his concern. He was not OK. I then willed

myself to recover more quickly, and a white light emanated from within me, instantly healing me. Alfred was looking out the window. I quietly got off the bed and walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him.

He jumped and spun around, the momentum he used knocking me off my feet, but he caught me just in time before I fell and hit the floor.

I’m so sorry, my precious little one.

“I thought you had left me.

“Are you hurt, What are you doing out of bed?”

Within seconds, I was back in bed and Alfred was covering me up, shouting for the doctor.

The doctor rushed in to examine me.

‘Alpha, I don’t know how to explain it, but she is fully healed.”

As the doctor left to help others, questions filled my mind–how many were lost, were we winning or losing?

“Little one, back to bed.”

“You will stay here, and I will come for you later.”

Then he was gone, and outside my door were three guards, none of them I recognized. I was in this room. I felt better. I was still unsteady on my feet, and my head hurt. But I felt fine. I then held my stomach and cried. Within seconds, he was back in the room. I had

hoped that he would not hear or see me cry.

“Little one, I will always feel what you are feeling.”

“I know why you are crying, and that is why I am waging war. They hurt you and killed our pup.”

I knew he was beyond pissed, and so was I. There was a time and place to let it out, and I will when I’m ready. I knew that I had the moon goddess’s powers. I could feel every wolf’s pain and their anguish at the thought of losing the alpha pup, as he called it. He held me while I cried for the loss of our baby. I finally cried myself back to sleep. When I woke up again, it was daylight and Alfred was sleeping in a chair with his head resting on the bed. I gently got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get a wash cloth so I could wash some of the blood off his face.

When I turned around, he was sitting up.

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“Little one, are you OK?”

Yes, I got this wet to wash the blood from your face.”

I walked over to him, and he sat on the bed so I could reach him. I gently washed his face, using every bit of the wash cloth to clean him up. When I was satisfied that I had gotten most of the blood off him, I then put the washcloth down and held his face between my hands and kissed him. I missed his lips and his body next to mine. I wanted the war to end so we could be together. I know that I just lost a pup. But I wanted to feel his body next to mine and feel him inside me. I was craving his touch.

I knew that he could feel what I was feeling.

“Little one, I will ask the doctor if you are OK with such activities.”

“It has been almost two weeks since the ceremony.”

I know it has been a while. I needed him. Then something happened that had never happened. I thought I heard him speak.

“I want to bend you over the bed and fuck your brains out.“[

Alfred, really, we are in the middle of a war.”

I did not say anything.”

I wonder if she is reading my mind.”

What do you mean by reading your mind?”

He then turned around and said

“Oh shit”