The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341

21 – Ben

“No way, Rayna! This isn’t happening. We have no clue what any of this stuff does, and I’m not going to let you take those kinds of risks,” Ben said firmly, his voice shaking with frustration.

Rayna’s tone rose with each word, sharp and defiant. “You really think locking me up in here is going to fix anything? Make it easier or better somehow?!” The tension between them had been building for nearly ten minutes, their voices bouncing off the walls.

“Ben, come on, man, back me up here,” I said, raising my hands in surrender. I wasn’t going to get involved in their argument—Ben was just too scared to stand up to Rayna on his own. “You saw what happened at the clinic. That stuff messed with her. She can’t be around it.”

Rayna’s voice softened, but there was a dangerous sweetness to it. “Ben,” she said, her tone almost mocking, “would you mind explaining to your friend what really happened at the clinic? I wasn’t affected. The smells were just stronger for me because I’m pregnant. That’s completely normal.”

“Jason, you better get in here,” Ben called out, his voice urgent. “Rayna’s going to need you soon.”

“I thought she was with you. What’s going on?” I asked as I stepped into the room.

“Jeremiah’s acting up. He and his wolf are being difficult, and Rayna is pushing every one of their buttons right now,” Ben replied, rubbing his temples.

“I’m in the middle of something, but I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Hold them off. Distract Rayna with something long and pointless—Jeremiah will sit and listen to her ramble for hours. The sap,” I muttered with a grin.

Jeremiah’s voice cut through the tension, calm but firm. “There’s nowhere else any of us need to be right now. No word from the healers yet. I know you’re worried about your Luna, but you’re stressing her out too. Let’s just breathe and make a plan while we still can.”

“Jason, get your ass moving!” I snapped at him. This was probably going to make things worse, not better.

But Rayna kept going, her voice slow and deliberate. “Two cribs, two car seats, a double stroller… and we need to pick names,” she emphasized the plural, “for two babies.” She looked at him with such joy it was hard not to believe her.

I whispered urgently, “Rayna, go now while he’s still in shock. I’ll handle him. Jason’s almost here—meet him at the door and keep him close. Don’t give Jeremiah any reason to actually lock you up.”

She nodded slowly, rising carefully so she wouldn’t disturb him. I didn’t move until the door clicked shut behind her.

“Jer?” I asked quietly, lowering my voice. “You good, man? Who knew you’d be so talented at making kids?” I tried to lighten the mood with a joke, hoping it would break through the thick tension hanging in the room.