Alpha King’s pregnant Ex-Luna

When the silence enveloped the room, Chris’s wolfish instincts stirred within him. He couldn’t bear the absence of sound any longer and felt compelled to reassure his Alpha, Nelly. “Don’t fret, Boss. No one believes the venomous words that woman spat. Every member of our pack stands unwaveringly beside you.”

A sly smile crept across Nelly’s face, her wolfish confidence shining through. “Fear does not grip me, my friend. After all, I bear no guilt or wrongdoing.”

Chris nodded, acknowledging her resilience. Indeed, Nelly had always exuded an air of indifference, appearing unruffled by the woman’s accusations.

Tommy, his voice laced with curiosity, interjected, his eyes narrowing. “What intrigues me more is how you were so well-informed about that woman, Ms. Jackson. Did you anticipate her arrival and her intentions?”

A predatory gleam sparked in Nelly’s narrowed eyes. When Infinitium clashed with Donna, she had deliberately delved into Erin’s background information, contemplating revenge. Yet fate took a twist, and Erin sought her out instead.

A sinister thought flickered across her mind, regret tainting her features. A mistake was made. I should have shown her no mercy.

Masking her true intentions under a casual facade, Nelly replied, “I simply had someone gather information on her. I never imagined it would come in handy.”

Tommy couldn’t help but marvel at her cunning. “Indeed, your handling of the situation was nothing short of astonishing! How could a mistress have the audacity to reprimand someone? What on Earth was she thinking?”

A regal lift of her head accompanied by a sweeping gaze silenced the room. “She was correct about one thing,” Nelly admitted.

Startled, the trio leaned in, craving answers. “What did she say?” Tommy inquired.

Chris and Ross shared the same bewildered expression, awaiting Nelly’s revelation.

Her words hung heavy in the air, sending shockwaves through their minds. “It is true that I have three children. The very same children you have seen before.”

Frozen in disbelief, the trio struggled to comprehend her revelation.

“How… how is this possible?”

“This must be a joke, Ms. Jackson…”

“Indeed. Aren’t they your siblings, Boss?”

Their minds were reeling, unable to accept the truth.

In that moment, Nelly’s phone interrupted the charged atmosphere, displaying Donna’s name on the screen. Closing her eyes briefly, Nelly answered the call and activated the speaker mode, inviting her packmates to listen in.

“Nelly, when will you return? Tony insists on going to the office to find you if you don’t come back,” Donna’s saccharine voice wafted through the room.

“I shall be home shortly.”

A mischievous giggle escaped Donna’s lips. “Could you bring me a cake on your way? Pleeease?”

Smiling with satisfaction, Nelly responded smoothly, “Of course, I will fetch one on my way back.”

With that, she ended the call.

The trio exchanged bewildered glances, their minds consumed by disbelief.

The sweet way that Donna addressed Nelly as “mommy” fractured their understanding of reality.

“What in the name of the moon just happened?”

“Is this… is this all true?”

Two days later, Morris Corporation’s anniversary banquet commenced as planned.

To everyone’s surprise, the event took place not at a hotel within the Moonwalk pack’s territory, but at the exclusive and enigmatic Hotel Manor nestled in the suburbs. This VIP-only establishment boasted opulent services and exotic delicacies, setting the entry fee at a staggering ten million, excluding additional expenses.

Hotel Manor had never previously opened its doors for public events, making Morris Corporation the first entity to secure a reservation.

The speculation among the attendees ran wild. Alpha Kilian’s lavish display either indicated his extraordinary status or hinted at unimaginable wealth. Regardless, securing the venue seemed nothing short of a miracle.

Each invitee buzzed with excitement. The prospect of mingling with influential figures and enjoying the lavish surroundings overwhelmed them. At any other time, they would have been turned away if their net worth fell short of the minimum requirement. But not today.

More intriguingly, the owner of Hotel Manor remained shrouded in mystery. No one dared to cause trouble within its walls; even the identity of the owner remained an enigma. In short, the venue symbolized both prestige and secrecy.

The event was scheduled to commence at half-past seven in the evening.

As the clock struck four, Nelly awoke naturally and made her way to Grecia Hotel.

While Spencer tended to her injured hand, Alpha Kilian’s call interrupted the silence.

Nelly glanced at her phone, his call sparking a surge of anticipation. “Hello?”

“Where are you?” Alpha Kilian’s voice resonated with urgency.

Curiosity piqued, Nelly replied with a question of her own. “What’s the matter?”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.