Vanya's POV:
"Congratulations my Luna, you're three weeks pregnant."
"R-really?!" I gasped, unable to contain my excitement. I felt tears prick my eyes, tears of pure joy. "I can't believe this.... I’m pregnant."
Doctor John smiled, the crow feet at the corner of his eyes crinkling as he did. "I'm really happy for you." He said, placing a warm hand over mine. "I'm Sure the alpha will be very happy to hear the news."
"Yes," I sobbed, wiping my eyes. "He'll be so glad when I tell him."
Doctor John passed me a box of tissues. "Take all the time you need okay?" He said.
I nodded, wiping my eyes with a tissue.
Finally, at long last, everything had changed.
"There's a lot of measured to be put in place though." Dr John was saying. "This is an alpha's baby, and the pregnancy is likely to take a toll on your body. You have to be careful not to stress at all."
I nodded, listening with rapt attention. "I can carry this child without complications, right?"
"Yes. Even though you're an omega, with the right measures in place you'll be fine."
I imagined the look on Cian's face when I tell him that he's going to be a father. He'll be so excited! I just know it! I can't wait to get home, but first I have to calm my tears.
It's been a long way coming here. From being a lowly omega at the pack to Luna. It's been years now. And I'm so glad that it has finally come to this.
Once I calmed down, I took my purse and walked out of the hospital. Situated in the heart of London, to the normal eye it was just a hospital. But this hospital was in fact run by Dragon Claw pack, of which Cian was the alpha. Sure it had the human side of it, humans were allowed there. But it was mostly a hospital for us.
I had a skip in my step as I walked out into the open air. I spread my arms, feeling the warm sun on my face. What a wonderful day. I'll have to stop by the mall and get some things for dinner. Yes, today I'll make all of Cian's favorite dishes to announce the good news.
"You seem very happy, my lady," Emily, my head lady in waiting said as I approached my car. She was also my bodyguard, a trained warrior from a long line of warriors. She smiled, holding the car door open.
"I have the most wonderful news ever, Emily." I said as I got into the car. She got into the driver's seat and started the engines.
"Please tell, my lady." She said, driving out of the parking lot.
"It's a secret." I said with a laugh. "Don't worry, you'll know about it soon enough."
"Yes, my lady."
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Cian and I met when I was twelve and he was fifteen. Since then, I was smitten by him. Yet I couldn't even dare come close to him. He was going to be the alpha of dragon claw pack, and I was just an orphan and worse still, an omega. So I could only love him from afar, praying to the moon goddess that maybe just maybe he'll be mated to me.
"You can go home for the day," I said to Emily as she pulled up to our house, a modern mansion but designed in a rococo style. She killed the engines, turning to me with cautious eyes.
"My lady, it's my duty to keep you safe at all times. And I have to be by your side."
"For today, you don't have to." I said to her, getting out of the car.
"Let me at least help you with the bags?!"
"Go home Emily! And pop the truck open!"
Cian's car was parked in front of the house. That's strange, he isn't usually home this early. With being an alpha and a literal business tycoon in the human world, I know how busy he can be.
The moon goddess answered my prayers. Cian and I were mated. For three years now, we've been married. And I couldn't hope for a more blissful life than the one I have with him right now.
I smiled to myself. "I guess he knows already," I said to myself.
I packed the bags of groceries up to the front door. I knew Emily was still watching me, ready to jump in at any sign of struggle. That's why she's my right hand woman.
I walked into the house, feeling Cian's presence right there in the living room.
"Darling!" I cried out, sighting him on one of the couches. I walked closer, shuffling the bags under my arms. "You won't believe what..."
I froze, the bags falling out of my hands. All the ingredients I had bought clattered to the ground, I heard something break.
"You..." My voice came out strangled, like a huge lump was in my throat.
The woman seated on the couch beside Cian rose to her feet, walking over to me in gliding steps. It was like I was staring into a mirror, her face exactly the same as mine. Her long brown hair hung down her body in wavy curtains, her bright blue eyes staring into mine. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak.
"Hello, Vanya." She said, waving slowly. "It's been a while, no?"
"What is this?" I whispered, turning to look at Cian. He stared back at me with a blank expression on his handsome face.
"What does it look like?" He spoke, his voice deep and rumbling. Goosebumps broke out all over my skin. He sounded so cold, so annoyed. His eyes that were so warm before regarded me coldly.
I couldn't believe that I would ever see that look on his face again
"What's the matter?" The woman said, giggling as she spoke. "Don't tell me you've forgotten all about me, best friend."
Vanya's POV:"Josephine," I whispered her name. It sounded foreign on my lips, a name I hadn't spoken in years. "What are you doing here?""Me?" Josephine laughed, placing a hand over her chest. "You don't seem so happy to see me. It makes me sad. After all that happened?" She cocked her head to the side, a pout on her red lips. After all that had happened. My hands formed tight fists as I struggled to keep them by my side. Josephine. The one woman I had hoped to not see again. Memories started to rush into my mind. Of a time, we were young and the best friends in the world. A time where nothing and no one could ever separate us. A time when things were a whole lot easier.Cian walked over to us, I noticed how he took a stand beside Josephine, their shoulders almost touching. He looked at her, and I swear I saw his cold gaze soften."Excuse us for a moment, okay?" He said in a voice he only ever used with me. But now he's using it on Josephine. "Sure thing hon," Josephine replied in
Vanya's POV:"Oh my goodness doctor! Will she be okay?! I don't want anything to happen to my best friend! You have to make sure that she'll be fine! Do you hear me?!"I woke to the sound of an angry voice and machines beeping. The smell of disinfectant in the air let me know that I was in a hospital. For a moment I was lost, then I started to recall all that had happened.Cian rejected me.The pain started to register, along with the sound of my wolf mewling in pain. My hand went to my stomach, and I sighed. The tears started to gather again, stinging my eyes. "Best friend!" I heard the voice cry out. Josephine. I turned my head to her, mustering the darkest glare I could. She grabbed my hand, tears in her eyes. Tears that I was sure were fake. "I'm so happy you're okay now!"I pulled my hand away from her and turned to doctor John. "Where is my husband?" I asked."He..." Doctor John started to say and sighed. "I'm sorry, my Luna, he didn't come.""Oh she's not Luna anymore." Jos
Vanya's pov:"You're supposed to use clarified butter for that recipe." I said, wiping the broth off my finger. "It gives it a more dignified taste.""Yes ma'am. I'll get to it right away!" The kitchen was a flurry of activities. With a huge event coming up in a matter of days, all my chefs had hands on deck to ensure that everything went smoother than oil.The aromas of food wafted in the air. I could feel the heat, and it was making me a bit sweaty. But work had to be done, and it was something I would endure. "Miss Jacob!" I heard a loud voice call my name. I turned to see a junior chef. "I made this for you!" He announced, holding a plate of cake in his hands. He stretched out to me.I held back a smile. "Thank you, Mike." I said, taking it from him."You...you know my name?" "Yes. I know all my worker by their name." I took a bite of the cake. "It's moist, but it's lacking flavour. What was it supposed to be?""V-vanilla!""Well," I handed the plate back to him. "Perfect the r
Vanya's pov:I couldn't ever get used to seeing so many rich and influential people under one roof. The cool air smelled of money and expensive cologne. I myself looked like one of these rich people, dressed in an exquisite dark red gown studded with gems on the plunging neckline. I had my hair done in a princess braid, tendrils of it framing my face and eyes. I held a champagne flute in my hand, sipping it occasionally. It was the good kind, the expensive bubbles tickling my tongue.The dance floor was alive with couples in their attractive designer clothes dancing to fancy piano music. I stood on the balcony, drinking my champagne and watching the event. I had no obligation to be here, but I couldn't say no to the client's invitation.How many of these events have I attended in just three months? A lot of them. And with each one, JAY’S CUISINE was there to attend to all the catering and interior decorating needs. I think this one was a fundraiser for women cancer, I wasn't exactly
Vanya's POV:"I'll be taking my leave now," Roman announced, leaving with a bow. I couldn't say anything to him, my eyes focused solely on Josephine."It's been only four years?" I scoffed, my eyes wide with surprise. "Is that supposed to make me feel better or what?"Josephine giggled, turning to glance at Cian for a brief moment. "What's the matter babe? Did I say something out of line?" She asked, batting long lashes at me. I rolled my eyes.I resisted the urge to smash my champagne flute into Josephine's eye. Four years, I'm very sure to her it must have been just four years. but to me those four years were full of so much pain and agony that I can't even bear to look at the two of them right now without feeling like I want to smash my glass with my bare hands or scream out in frustration.I controlled my emotions, taking in deep gulps of air to calm myself down. There's no point in over reacting right now, I'm only going to give them the satisfaction that they're looking for. No
Vanya'sPOVI stared at Josephine for a good ten seconds as if she had magically spawned an extra head."You know, I have really high hopes for whoever it is," She said, her smile widening. "You were a former luna, so I wouldn't expect you to be fucking anyone leas than an alpha, right? I mean, it would just be so crazy and low value behavior.""What?" I gasped, my eyes wide. I can't believe the words spewing out of her lips right now. Does she really think this is what is happening? "Oh don't look so surprised." She laughed, waving me off dismissively. "That gown you have on, it's designer. Unless of course it's fake, I don't mind that too."She's talking nonsense. And I don't have the energy to listen to her rant right now. She's doing this to get on my nerves I know that. And it's working. It's fucking working right now."Have a wonderful evening." I snapped, turning on my heel."Leaving so soon?" Josephine called after me, her chilling laughter going down to my bones. "Don't tell
Vanya's POV:It's not like I didn't know Cian's heart wasn't with me. As he had said, I chose to live in my own fantasy bubble, believing whatever the hell I wanted to believe as long as I was happy. Believing that Cian loved me. Believing that the moon goddess finally answered my prayers and mated us together. Believing that we would be together till we died. It wasn't that hard to see if only I looked. How distant he looked sometimes, like something was on his mind. And later I would come to discover that something on his mind was actually on someone. And that someone was the woman I believed was my best friend of all time.I laughed softly. I was so stupid."Here," Tara said, handing a plate with a slice of cake over to me. We sat on the elevated platform right next to our catering van. About four of my staff were in the van, drinking some water and having light snacks. Tara poured some champagne for the both of us and we sat back to enjoy the small treat. I drank the champagne
Vanya's POV:"Come on Tara, I'm driving you home.""But why?" Tara drawled, her head bobbing on my shoulder. The stench of alcohol was heavy on her breath. She raised her head and looked up at me, cheeks flushed and lips bloody red. "How are you not drunk?" She asked, a hiccup leaving her lips."I have high alcohol tolerance." I said. I supported her, my arm over her shoulder as we stumbled to my car. "I'm sober enough to drive us home.""Okay," She mumbled. "I think I'm gonna be sick."Before I could stop her, she doubled over, throwing up the contents in her stomach on the ground. I patted her back, holding her hair back."Let it all out." I mumbled. She gagged and retched, mumbling half apologies about how she's such a mess. I heard approaching footsteps running toward us. I turned to see Mike holding a bottle of water."Is she okay?" He asked, worried eyes glancing at Tara."She's fine." I said, taking the bottle from his hand. I opened it and brought it up to Tara's lips. She dr