All Chapters of Return with the Alpha's Secret Baby: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Kayla’s POV"Wait, Harrison, I don't understand what you mean."I gazed into Harrison's serious eyes, sorting through my thoughts."Are you saying that the moonstone my mother gave me, which is supposed to be a symbol of The Dark Night Pack Alpha, originally belonged to your father?""Yes. So I need you to tell me where that moonstone is now. And what does the letter from your mother say?""I..."I covered my head, momentarily unable to accept such a complex revelation."That wooden box has been in the closet in my bedroom. It should still be in Westminster...""Rick!"Before I could finish my sentence, Harrison had already called his Beta, waiting outside."Immediately go to the Westminster villa, find the wooden box from the bedroom closet. This process must not have any mistakes, understood?""Yes, Alpha!"Rick vanished from my sight with a quick step."But I still don't understand, Harrison. According to what you said, if the moonstone symbolizes the authority of The Dark Night Pa

Harrison’s POVThe war that led to my father's death was incredibly brutal. Most of the warriors my father trusted had lost their lives in that battle. Only Simon Russell managed to survive, and his face bore an indelible scar from the conflict. The enemy had mistaken him for dead, preserving his life."Russell, I hope you can recount the circumstances surrounding my father's death, leaving no details out. Can you do this for me?"I visited Russell's home with Rick and questioned him directly about the events from those years."Of course."Russell, like a dedicated soldier, started to recount those bloody memories with a serious expression."It was a turbulent time when the entire werewolf world was in chaos. While other packs constantly fought for territory and resources, your father initiated a proposal for peace with all the packs.""At the time, The Dark Night Pack was prospering through financial means. Despite differing viewpoints, the Alphas from other packs willingly agreed to

Kayla’s POVWhen Harrison declared war on The Obsidian Pack as the Alpha of The Dark Night Pack, the entire world of werewolves was thrown into shock. Television, radio, the internet—almost everywhere was discussing the war and the war's slogan: revenge.I hadn't entered the frontline of the war, but I was still on edge all day, fearing that something would happen to Harrison in the battle.Finally, on the third day after the declaration of war, Harrison, covered in blood, brought Alexander before me."Are you okay, Harrison?"I paid no attention to the already limp Alexander on the ground and anxiously rushed toward Harrison, who was covered in blood, continually checking with my eyes if he had any injuries."Don't worry, I'm fine," Harrison reassured me as he pressed me onto the couch. "You know, facing someone like him, I don't even need to use force. This isn't my blood."Harrison took off his bloodied clothes, throwing them aside with disdain. "Take them out and burn them.""Yes,

Harrison's POV"So, Harrison, is it true that the reason you launched a war against The Obsidian Pack, as it's widely rumored, is to avenge your father's death?"Peter, who had just entered the study, couldn't even take a sip of his whiskey before impatiently asking the question that had been weighing on his mind for a long time."Aren't you going to taste this whiskey first? It's the finest Scotch I've imported from Scotland." I calmly sat back on the sofa, raising my chin toward Peter, who appeared quite anxious."Do you realize how chaotic it is outside now?" He continued."The best whiskeys are all safely stored in my house. So, how about having a drink with me first? I have everything under control out there. Alexander Reeves has already been thrown into The Dark Night Pack's dungeon. Their Alpha has been captured. What's left to call a war? What's there to be chaotic about?""But this is a war under the banner of 'revenge'!"In response to my seemingly indifferent attitude, Pete

Kayla's POV"Amber? Amber! May I come in?"Hearing the intermittent cries from the room, I gently knocked on the guest room's door. Fortunately, Amber had no intention of isolating herself. After a few seconds, I heard her voice from inside."Come in.""Oh... Amber..."I closed the door behind me and quickly walked to the bedside, tightly hugging Amber, who was still crying."Don't be so sad, sweetheart; you're still carrying a baby. Excessive grief won't be good for your health and the baby's well-being, Amber."I patted Amber's back, trying to calm her. It worked, especially when I reminded her of her unborn child. She gradually stopped crying.She lifted her head from my embrace, her eyes teary, and asked, "Where's Peter? Did he leave? Did he really just leave me here all alone?""Calm down, Amber."Not wanting to upset her further, I didn't immediately answer her question."Actually, I think Peter has a point. We met Donald Rufus at your wedding, and he seemed like a dangerous cha