The Alpha's forgotten Luna: His Loss, her throne

When he pushed her into the water at the alliance banquet — eight months pregnant, fighting for her life while he held another woman and asked if she was okay — something in Ivy finally broke beyond repair. She lost her son in a hospital room Noah never came to. She signed the divorce papers alone at midnight while he was across town blowing up birthday balloons for his first love. And when he finally walked through the door that night smelling like another woman's celebration, he had the nerve to ask if she even cared about the baby.

She pushed the papers across the table and said one thing.

"Reject me. Tonight.". He still doesn't know their baby is gone. And honestly? Let him find out the hard way. Ivy is done protecting a man who never once protected her.

Ivy's Pov

Dr. Hayes walked in with his clipboard and that look on his face which made my stomach drop before a single word was spoken, and he sat down in front of me and said, "Mrs. Caldwell, I'm so sorry. The baby could not be saved. We need to perform the induction as soon as possible." He gave me a file and then added quietly, "He was a boy….almost fully developed."

I heard him but I just couldn't feel it yet. My wolf left me the moment I fell. It was like my body had already shut down the part of me that was allowed to feel things, because if I felt this right now, in this room, alone, I would not survive it.

"We need Alpha Noah to sign the consent forms before we proceed," Dr. Hayes said. "Has he arrived? Is he on his way?"

My hands started shaking in my lap. I pressed them flat against my thighs. "He won't come," I said hoarsely.

Dr. Hayes frowned. "Mrs. Caldwell, Pack protocol requires the Alpha's signature on procedures of this nature. If you could just reach out to him—"

"He won't come," I said again, louder this time, steadier. "Give me the pen. I'll sign it myself."

He looked at me for a long moment and then he handed me the clipboard without another word. I signed my name slowly and clearly and gave it back. My hand did not shake once and I was proud of that.

Three days ago I was at the Ironveil alliance banquet, eight months pregnant and still playing the perfect Luna because that was the only version of myself this pack had ever accepted. Noah stood beside me in his black suit looking like everything an Alpha should be, and for a few hours it almost felt normal. Almost felt like we were actually husband and wife and not two strangers sharing a last name. Then Amy walked in and I lost him to her in the space of a single second the way I always did.

She was the Beta’s daughter and Noah's childhood sweetheart who had suddenly appeared