CHAPTER 5
Lucinda’s POV
I was allowed to leave and was paid thirty (30) percent of everything they received last night. I could have asked for more but I know they have to pay staff plus I'm not that greedy.
If only my situation was real and Someone was going to come for me but I know better than anyone that if Alpha Killian was going to come, he would have been there since last night.
If he had come to rescue me, I would have had him shut down the place but since I'm on my own, I had to think of other ways to leave. I very well know that they would have been suspicious of me if I hadn't requested money in exchange for my silence. Leaving empty-handed while promising silence after threatening them that someone powerful was going to come for them would have given away my lie.
As I walked down the street in my tight dress and barefoot in broad daylight, I wondered what I was going to do with my suitcase filled with money.
It was almost evening before I reached home. Once my mom saw me, she immediately knew I had a rough night. I didn't know when but I ran into her arms and cried. I cried all over again because of the events of last night. A night I would never forget.
*****
ONE MONTH LATER
“You're pregnant, Lucinda.” The doctor announced. Her words echoed inside my head.
I was dreading to hear that news, honestly, I kind of knew because of how sick I was but I didn't want to accept that fact.
After that night, I kept on working as a waitress at a restaurant. I missed a day of work so my pay was deducted but I didn't mind and it's not because of the money I got from the whore house. I haven't even touched a dime from it since a month ago.
I should have taken it easy during work, if I had, I wouldn't have passed out and been brought to the hospital. Now Dr Susan knows! She's practically a gossip with no hint of professionalism. She would have been without a customer a long time ago because of this if only she wasn't the only doctor who was treating Omega in the whole pack.
And just as I expected, once I got home, everyone was giving me weird looks and some even boldly called me a whore, pregnant before getting married.
The news kept on spreading rapidly and I increasingly grew anxious. At this point, everyone knew that Alpha Killian had rejected me so my getting pregnant could only mean that the child I'm carrying is his and I'm sure he would think the same as well but I'm not sure if it's his.
That night, I slept with two werewolves and I don't know who the father of the life growing inside me but there's one thing's for sure, I can't go to either of them.
After the way Alpha Killian rejected me, I don't want my baby to have anything to do with him and if I go meet the Lycan king, I'm sure he'll take my baby away and we'll be separated since I'm only an Omega and he can't be with me.
The bottom line is that my baby and I are not safe in this pack. I can no longer live in this pack anymore.
After coming to that conclusion, I felt a bit happy and relieved. This pack has brought me nothing but pain anyway, it's best to go out and start anew and I have the money for it.
I told my parents my plans and although they were sad for me to go, they understood my reasons.
The next day, I packed some of my things and then rented a car to drive out of town, I didn't want to ride a bus or use a plane because everything would be recorded and my whereabouts could be found if someone decided to track me down.
I drove out of the border, leaving the Crescent Moon pack behind and I pray I never have to return to it.
I kept on driving and driving till late at night. I slept inside my car which I parked in the woods and once it was morning again, I continued my journey until I was very far from my former pack.
*****
I settled down at an enemy pack and changed my identity. I rented a nice house that should be big enough for my kids since I discovered I would be having twins. The news did overwhelm me a bit since I was all on my own with no support, financially or emotionally, I also didn't have anyone who would teach me how to take care of my kids but I was still excited to meet both of them.
While I still had enough money, I needed to start a business. I had a little space on the ground floor of the house and I decided to turn it into a bakery and cafe. Two months later, the shop finally opened for business but I didn't get any customers. After five days of no one visiting, I was starting to get depressed and worried about the future, all my money was almost gone. It was at this point in my life I met Marcus, who one day entered my shop and became my first customer and best friend.
Marcus tried my pastries and genuinely loved it, he invited his friends over, and he hosted parties and business meetings here which in turn got me even more customers and my business finally picked up.
We became friends, and although I didn't tell him the truth about myself we were very close. He brought his family to the shop one day and that was how I became friends with his family as well and a month later, I was due for labor. His mother was the one who helped me get to the hospital and consoled me when I thought I would die from all the pain I felt.
The delivery was successful and I was so happy to welcome my children to the world. I thought from now on, only joy awaited me until a nurse came in with someone, “Layla Woodward, the father of the children is here.” She announced and once I looked up, I froze, forgetting how to breathe.
Reader's POV. The hall erupted in cheers as Marcus, no longer able to wait, pulled Maddie into a fierce kiss. Laughter broke through the cheers when Maddie nearly stumbled in her excitement, but Marcus held her steady, lifting her effortlessly into his arms for a moment before setting her back down. Then Maddie turned toward the crowd. Her hands trembled as she pressed them to her stomach, but she lifted her chin bravely. “And…there is more,” she said, her voice sounding sure. “I carry life, a child. Marcus’s child. The first of the next generation of this pack.” Gasps, then roars of joy filled the hall. Marcus froze for a single heartbeat, then turned to her with eyes wide, as his breath was caught in his throat. “You… you mean…” he stammered. She nodded, tears welling. “Yes. I’m pregnant.” For once, Marcus lost his composure. With a broken laugh, Marcus swept her into his arms again, spinning her around as the pack’s cheer shook the walls. His voice crack
Reader's POV. Two weeks later. The throne hall had been rebuilt hastily. Survivors gathered, filling the air with murmurs. Some wore bandages, others bore scars. Darcus stood at the throne, as Marcus stood beside him. Lucinda entered quietly with Maddie and the twins trailing behind her. When Darcus raised a hand, the murmurs died. His voice carried across the hall. It was deep and commanding. “My people. My warriors. My family.” He paused, letting the words sink into every ear. “You have bled. You have lost. Yet still, you stand. And as long as we stand together, no force in this world can break us.” Cheers rose, echoing against the stone walls. Marcus stepped forward. “We buried our dead with honor. We will heal our wounded with care. From this day on, we rebuild stronger, wiser and most importantly, united.” Lucinda’s chest tightened as she watched them speak. Darcus lifted his chin, his eyes blazing with authority. “But we will not only heal. We will
Lucinda’s POV. As I made sure Vivian and Seth were safe in the panic room that was under the pack house, I heard the horn. The sound was so loud and for a moment, I thought the pack house was going to collapse. It only meant one thing. War had come. It was a way to inform us of the way soon, to prepare. I quickly kissed my kids and went out of the panic room to meet the pack. From the side, I could see them; the forgotten Lycan clan. They were armored in black steel, as their banners were streaked with red. Behind them, witches chanted, hands raised high, their voices carrying dark power that made the air itself shake. The earth trembled beneath their march. “Positions!” Darcus’s roar rang out like thunder. He stood at the front of the warriors, sword raised, his aura glowing with the pure force of an Alpha King. His presence was fire and command joined together. I tightened my cloak and turned to the omegas. Dozens of frightened faces looked at me, hands tr
Lucinda’s POV. The next day. The morning after the festival felt so heavy. It was not bright at all. Though the banners still hung across the hall and the scent of roasted meat lingered in the air, everywhere felt so weird once again. There were whispers that echoed through the corridors about Vivian being dangerous and not belonging to the pack. That annoyed me, and I wanted to shut them up but for what reason? It wouldn't change the thought that they had in their heads. I got out of bed, and went out to the kids' room to check on them. They were still sleeping. I laid beside Vivian on her bed, and just inhaled her scent and watched her sleep. As she slept, she looked so small and... peaceful. I smiled and patted her head until my eyes slowly went shut. Minutes later. Vivian hadn’t stirred when I rose. She laid curled on her bed. Still, her breathing was still soft and even. I touched her forehead, kissed her hair, and stepped from their room with a weight
Lucinda’s POV. The next day. The morning of the festival felt different. When I woke up, sunlight spilled from the curtains, which felt warm on my skin. It made me smile a little. For once, there wasn’t a sharp edge to the air. The only sounds I could hear were the sounds of drums echoing faintly from the training yard, the maids decorating the grounds with banners, and the laughter of children chasing one another outside. I sighed and slowly got off the bed. Things would make sense soon, I know it. I didn't even expect that we would be having the festival of unity anytime soon with everything that was going on in the pack. It had been Darcus’s idea. In truth, I knew why he wanted it. The pack was falling apart. The festival wasn’t just a celebration. It was a reminder that we were still here, together. It all made sense to me. The maids were so busy, so I decided to get ready by myself. I wasn't surprised to see that Darcus had left my side on the bed early. H
. Reader's POV. After the last council meeting, all of us started looking out for Killian, waiting for his attack. Lucinda didn't know why but she could feel that he was coming really soon. Later that day, Darcus decided to go round and check the patrols he sent out at every part surrounding the pack house, in the woods. He stood at the edge of the tree line while the last of the patrol checked their straps and tightened their cloaks. Darcus didn't know why but he did not like the feel of the night. He felt like something was wrong with the air. “Keep your eyes open,” he told them. His voice was low. “No fires. No singsong. Watch the ground.” Marcus fell in behind him on his left. Maddie was on his right. Both were quiet, the way soldiers are when they know a fight may come. They all moved together, waiting for whatever laid ahead. They walked for a long time. The forest closed around them. Each step was a small crack of twig. Darcus’s senses were all turned