Chapter 2

The news Doctor Sara gave me wasn’t very good, but I will take the good part and forget the bad one. I was going to have this child by all means.

"I will fight for you," I promised, my voice trembling with a mixture of hope and fear. "You are my miracle, and I will do everything in my power to bring you into this world."

I found strength in my unborn child. The thought of holding him in my arms gave me the courage to face my reality.

It was time to bring him into this world after nine months, but my life was hanging in the balance. I had told Doctor Sara that if there were any complications, she should by all means save my child.

The pain was undeniably unbearable. I was so determined to give birth to my baby, but I had absolutely no strength at all. The strength of each contraction seemed like a wave coming over me and almost drowning me. The intense desire to bring my pup into the world and the agony of labor caused my body to become a battlefield.

"You have to give your all, Mrs. Luther. This was what you wanted, so let’s see it to the end." She whispered into my ear, her words penetrating the thick darkness.

The only sound in the room was my own heartbeat, which coincided with the beeping sound of the medical apparatus. The walls pulsated with the tension of the moment, making the space seem to close in on me. I struggled to breathe, letting out ragged gasps every time due to the intense agony.

"We have to go into surgery ASAP, but first we help the baby…" the words from a medical staff faded into the background. Their voices faded to a far-off murmur as my entire world got consumed by the one goal of being a parent.

My body was screaming for release as every muscle was about to give up. However, the memory of my child, my miracle, gave me the willpower to endure the agony. I held onto the picture of his little face in the middle of the mayhem, and the hope that he would live gave me the strength to persevere.

The operating room was a whirlwind of activity, with medical personnel operating with honed accuracy. I detected the harsh smell of my own dread blending with a cold, sterile perfume. My eyes burned from the intense overhead lighting, and I squinted to attempt to focus on the faces around me.

The darkness crawled in...

Landen’s POV

“You finally have an heir, Alpha. He’s so big and strong,” my beta, Gerald, said as we stood admiring my newborn son.

Hannah has given me the best gift ever, and it was pure bliss. With my beautiful son wiggling his hands and making baby sounds, I was proud.

I loved my ex-wife, but she couldn’t understand the reason I made such a decision. Not like I expected her to. That was the only choice I had if I was going to have my lineage continue the leadership of Moonlight Pack.

It was necessary for the pack, the company, and myself. I have been feeling a pull since my son was born, a tug on my inside. Like my inner self is contradicting itself.

A pull that tells me my heir is born—every Alpha feels that tug when their successor is born. And the other, twisting and aching pain that I’m losing something precious to me.

I looked at my child, and he was smiling.

“You did well, Hannah,” I glanced at my wife. She was exhausted, her smile faint.

“You owe me a massive gift, Honey,” she said in a calm tone that proved how exhausted and tired she was.

“Of course, I’ll give you anything,” I responded, caressing her beautiful face.

“I should be announced as the Luna now that we have an heir.” Her words made me flinch. No, that was something too early to do. I didn’t want anyone else to be my Luna. That position was for Annabeth alone.

“We didn’t agree on that, Hannah,” I responded firmly.

“Really?” Her eyes lit up. “You said you would do anything I wanted when I gave you an heir, Landen, and this is what I want. Why are you saying this now?”

This was a difficult decision for me, but the way it is, it seems I have to give her what she wants.

I clenched my fist at my side. Annabeth will feel I have completely replaced her. As much as I want my son, I don’t want to completely lose Annabeth.

My heart ached, my stomach churned. “I will make preparations and let Gerald know how to arrange the ceremony,” I said calmly. The words left my mouth, but my heart twisted.

“Thank you, My Alpha,” she responded. She was happy, and I liked that. My feelings for her have grown over the past few months.

I nodded and walked out the door. I had a meeting with the board of directors in an hour.

Hannah’s POV

“What did you say?” I yelled at the man in front of me. My heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

My happiness was about to be cut short. “How the hell did that bitch manage to conceive and have a son?”

Ah! I held my head. Everything I had planned smoothly from the beginning was about to be ruined after I finally reached the finish line.

“Let me see the documents.” I was handed the file that contained pictures of Annabeth and her new son. The hospital location and ward.

Thank goodness Landen wasn’t here when the messenger arrived with it. So she planned to let Landen know they finally have a son?

“Ha! This girl never ceases to take everything that belonged to me. Now she wants to come back into his life and make her son the next Alpha? What then happens to my seat as Luna?” Fear gripped me. There was no way I’d let that happen, never, not in this life or any.

“We have to get rid of her and that child immediately. Landen must never know Annabeth gave birth to a son,” I said to my guard.

“All that is needed is right here. If she left the hospital already, find them. Make sure they disappear, leave no traces,” I commanded.

That was the right thing to do—make them disappear. They can’t be the reason I’ll lose everything I have worked so hard to build. Landen must never know of their existence.