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.