His Luna’s Rejection, Her Alpha’s Mistake

Chapter Ten

Anna scowled at Martha and shook her head. "And do you believe you have a right to question me, the future Luna?" Martha scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "You're just an omega who got pregnant by the alpha behind our real Luna's back," Martha stated.

Anna's eyes flashed with anger at Martha's words, her fists clenched at her sides. "I may be an omega, but I have just as much right to be here as anyone else. My past does not define who I am now," she retorted, her voice firm and unwavering.

Martha's expression hardened at Anna's defiance, her lips curling into a sneer. "You may have deceived Xavier, but you will never be truly accepted in this pack. You're nothing but a lowly omega, forever beneath us," she spat, her words dripping with venom.

But before Martha could continue, Ethan appeared, and he stepped forward, his gaze steely as he addressed both women. "That's enough. Despite our differences, we are all part of this pack. We must work together and show respect to each other, regardless of our backgrounds or positions."

Martha huffed in frustration, but Ethan's words seemed to have an impact on her. Slowly, she uncrossed her arms and took a step back, her expression begrudgingly accepting. Anna, too, felt a sense of relief at Ethan's intervention, grateful for his support.

As Martha stormed off, leaving Anna and Ethan alone in the hallway, a heavy silence settled. Anna took a deep breath to calm herself, feeling frustration and gratitude for Ethan's support during the tense situation.

Ethan turned to Anna, his eyes filled with concern and understanding. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that, Anna. Martha can be...difficult sometimes," he said, his tone empathetic.

Anna nodded, a sense of weariness settling over her as she processed the confrontation. "Thank you, Ethan. I appreciate you stepping in back there," she said softly.

Ethan offered her a reassuring smile. "Though we may have our differences within the pack, we must find a way to collaborate. We are stronger when we stand united," he said, conveying a sense of wisdom.

In the quiet hallway, a faint sound caught Anna's attention. "Alpha Xavier," Ethan acknowledged respectfully.

Xavier's gaze locked onto Anna and Ethan, a storm brewing in his eyes as he questioned her allegiance, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions within him. With determination, he demanded an explanation from Anna.

"Xavier, Ethan and I were simply discussing pack matters. There's nothing more to it," Anna replied, her voice unwavering despite the turmoil swirling around them.

Xavier's jaw tensed as he struggled to process Anna's words. Unspoken emotions of jealousy, suspicion, and a hint of betrayal crackled in the air.

"Get back to your quarters. My patrol warriors need their rest to stay on top form," Xavier growled, which Ethan immediately obeyed.

"Of course, Alpha Xavier," Ethan quickly hurried off, leaving Xavier to turn back to Anna. His eyes fell on her pregnant belly, eliciting a grunt from him.

Standing her ground, Anna met Xavier's intense gaze with a steely determination. As the silence engulfed them, Anna braced herself for Xavier's judgment and questions, knowing her pregnancy added complexity to their turbulent dynamic.

Xavier's controlled voice held a hint of emotion as he began, "Anna, I didn't expect... this. I need to know, is this... my child?"

Clutching her emotions close, Anna acknowledged the raw vulnerability in Xavier's voice, his plea for clarity breaking through her resolve. "Yes, Xavier. This is your child," she answered, her voice tinged with unspoken pain and heartache. The doubts from someone she loved cut deep, leaving her emotions in turmoil.

“I come up here to find you alone with my patrol officer. I've seen how he looks at you like he wants you. How can I be sure this is mine?” Xavier demanded to know.

"Of course, this child is yours," Anna retorted, her voice laced with resentment at Xavier's doubts. The mere suggestion that she had been unfaithful ignited a fire in her eyes as she vehemently asserted her fidelity. "I am no promiscuous woman," she declared firmly, her words a shield against his accusations.

He clenched his fist, punched the wall above Anna’s head, and growled.

Reacting to Xavier's sudden aggression, Anna found herself pressed against the wall, his grip on her hand firm. Xavier's accusation about another's scent on her only fueled her frustration, knowing its implications. "We were simply conversing. Ask Martha. She just departed as you arrived," Anna explained, her tone tinged with exasperation at the misunderstanding.

The tension between them simmered as Xavier leaned in, their proximity sparking a charged intensity between them. His breath against her skin, coupled with his whispered admission of jealousy, exposed a vulnerability beneath his facade of control. "I want to trust you, Anna, but the nature of our kind breeds insecurities that are hard to suppress," he confessed, his words a window into the turmoil within him.

Struggling to contain her emotions, Anna felt the sting of tears welling up, the weight of Xavier's doubts and fears pressing down on her. She wanted so badly to feel loved by him. "I could never betray you, Xavier. You are not just the love of my life but the father of our child," she affirmed, her voice trembling with emotion.

As Xavier closed his eyes to rein in his turbulent emotions, a sense of regret and weariness emanated. Releasing his hold on her, he exhaled a heavy sigh, acknowledging the need to retreat and compose himself before his temper flared further. A fleeting thought of past loyalty to Della crossed his mind, highlighting the stark contrast in his current situation with Anna.

“I'm going to bed.” he turned around and left her alone. She watched as he disappeared down the hallway.