Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 The Chains Of Lineage

Jensen’s POV

My wolf was pacing in the back of my mind, muttering about how her scent had changed for a while now.

My head was spinning in a nauseating spiral.

How can a person lose so much blood?

The image of Sharon collapsed on the carpet, the red stain spreading like a terminal shadow, was burned into my head.

If she dies because of this… if she dies because I shoved her…

I couldn’t make sense of the conflicting voices tearing through my consciousness.

One voice whispered that if she died, the nightmare would end.

The position of Luna, the title that had become a noose around my neck, would finally be free.

I could go to the Stones.

I could kneel before Natalie and beg for a fresh start without the distraction of a mate.

The voice sounded a lot like my

wolf.

But another voice screamed that if Sharon died because of me, I would be nothing more than a murderer.

She was my lifesaver.

She had carved a piece of herself away so I could survive.

To be the cause of her death felt like a spiritual suicide.

The doors to the emergency room swung open, and the lead doctor emerged.

He was wiping sweat from his brow, his expression grim.

“Alpha Jensen, we’ve stabilized her, but the situation is critical. The Luna is nearly three months pregnant, and she’s vowing severe signs of a threatened miscarriage.”

The world stopped.

Cairn’s words now made sense… her scent had changed.

How did I not notice it?

“What did you say? Trasped, my voice sounding like it belonged to a stranger, she

My mind exploded with a deatening roar.

Almost three months.

~per 212 The Chains Of Lineage

Three months… that was about the same time as that night.

The child was mine.

A wave of revulsion followed the realization.

I didn’t want it.

I didn’t want a legacy born from a lie, a child conceived in a moment of weakness with a woman I no longer recognized.

In my heart, I knew that the only heir worthy of the Nightfang throne had to come from Natalie.

I had envisioned a pup with her emerald eyes and my black fur.

“If she miscarries now,” I asked, my voice devoid of emotion, “what effect will it have on her body?”

The doctor blinked in visible surprise.

He had expected a mate’s concern but instead, I was asking about the biological fallout.

“The Luna’s health is not very strong, as you know,” the doctor said cautiously. “The trauma she’s sustained, combined with her underlying condition… the baby is already developed enough that an abortion or a complete miscarriage could be life–threatening for her. She’s already lost a dangerous amount of blood.”

My brow furrowed tighter.

Fuck.

I was trapped.

If the baby stayed, I was tied to Sharon forever.

If the baby left, I might kill the woman I owed my life to.

“Jensen!”

The sharp voice turned my attention to the elevator.

I looked up to see my mother, Loretta, sweeping down the hall with her personal guard who was dressed in almost a matching

outfit with her.

Her scent – sharp jasmine and cold steel hit me before she even reached us.

My wolf, Caim, who had been snarling in a chaotic mess of guilt and frustration, suddenly went still

It was an instinctual reaction.

knees felt a treacherous, heavy pull.

fiber of my being screamed at me to incline my head, to bare my throat, and to acknowledge the sou

or a terrifying second, I almost bowed.

was the Alpha of this pack, yet in the presence of my mother’s cold, disappointed gaze, Ptitke a pijp wh

staining the den,

ans of Lineage

was a suffocating feeling the realization that no matter how high I climbed, I would always be tethered to her authori

g my heels into the floor, my knuckles turning white as I shoved my hands into my pockets to hide their trembling.

forced my chin up, fighting the urge to submit.

The effort cost me everything; it felt like trying to hold back a landslide with my bare hands

“Mom?” I managed to rasp out.

Her eyes were devoid of the warmth a mother should show a son in a crisis.

As usual…

Ever since Dad died, she had

er ability to be a mother.

Seeing her there made

If she was here,

It meant

1. me.

r the news of my downfall had traveled.

alking.

1. ng.

e was a physical manifestation of the cage I was trapped in.

shing sense of claustrophobia.

to leave, to tell her that I was the Alpha and this was my burden to carry.

ed in my throat.

et rid of my grandson, you’ll answer to me!” she suddenly said, disgust evident on her face.

aze darken. “Mom? What are you doing here? Who told you?”

mind how I got here. My informants are everywhere, especially when my son is busy ruining the family name,” Lorett pped, her eyes flashing with a familiar, terrifying fire.

Listen to me, Jensen… Sharon is the one you chose to mate with. Whether you like it or not, whether she’s sick or not. She s you Luna! And the baby she’s carrying… it’s yours, isn’t it?”

Loretta’s sharp words left me no room

I looked at the floor, the

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