The Lost Alpha’s DaughterChapter 1
Avery's POV
The soft glow of the setting sun seeped through the curtains, painting the room in warm golden hues as I carefully adjusted the oversized bow on the gift box. My heartbeat quickened with anticipation, and for the first time in weeks, a glimmer of hope sparked within me. Tonight marked five years since Harland and I had vowed to stand together as husband and wife. This anniversary wasn’t just another milestone—it was my last chance to hold onto the fragile remnants of my life as Alpha Harland’s Luna.
Everything was set—the box, the ribbon, the Moonstone, and the small pregnancy test I gripped in my trembling fingers. Five years of longing, of silent prayers whispered into the night, and now—finally—I had been given a miracle. After all the years Harland had yearned for an heir, I was carrying his child. I envisioned his reaction: the sheer joy lighting up his features, the strength of his embrace, and the pride in his eyes when he realized our family was about to begin.
I wanted more than just the title of Luna. I wanted to be in his heart and soul. Especially now, when everything else in my world collapsed.
The sudden sound of the front door opening jolted me from my thoughts. My pulse leapt. Harland was home. Without hesitation, I climbed inside the gift box, adjusting the bow from within, ensuring everything was perfect. I bit my lip to hold back a giggle, imagining his reaction when he saw the surprise.
Then I heard his phone buzz, followed by the soft click of him putting it on speaker. I stilled, listening closely as his deep voice filled the room.
"Hey, Harland," a familiar voice greeted—it was Chad, his closest friend.
"What is it?" Harland asked, his tone indifferent.
"You won’t believe this," Chad said, amusement lacing his words. "Maureen is coming back."
I froze. Maureen?
Harland hesitated. "I know."
"Crazy, right?" Chad continued. "Turns out, she’s the real Alpha’s daughter. The one your father made you leave behind was actually the one he wanted you to marry all along."
Silence stretched between them before Harland spoke again, his voice steady but firm. "Yeah. That’s good news."
A lump formed in my throat.
"Back then, my father forced me to break up with Maureen and marry Avery because we thought she was the Alpha’s daughter," Harland admitted, bitterness creeping into his voice. "It was all about the alliance."