Chapter 110
With a deep breath, I focus on calming my emotions, directing the energy into something different. As much as I want to lash out, I know that maintaining control is important
As much as I can’t stand Kessler, I wouldn’t want to jeopardize the life of my child with my power.
I need to tame this power from unleashing. I notice Kessler looking at me with a worried expression.
I channel all my will into thinking about good memories. My mind drifts to the time Kessler came to rescue me at Croftwood Pack.
I remember how he held onto me like I meant the world to him, never letting me leave his side. His embrace and the sense of protection flood my thoughts, calming the storm within me.
As I focus on these positive memories, the intensity of my powers begins to subside, the anger giving way to a sense of peace and control.
Gradually, everything began to calm down. Drained of energy, I collapsed onto the ground, but before I could fully descend, his hand caught me. I sniffed his familiar scent, and it seemed to have a calming effect on me.
He held me tightly, worry evident in his gaze. “Are you okay?”
I nodded weakly, lacking the willpower to engage in another conflict. Instead, I asked him to get me some water.
He hurriedly went to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of water. I looked everywhere but at him, as I murmured a quiet “thank you.”
He nodded in acknowledgment, his concern still visible.
He crouched down beside me, his concern palpable. “You scared me for a moment there.”
“I’m sorry for the drama, it’s just been a lot to handle lately.”
Kessler’s expression softens as he reaches out to gently brush a stray hair away from my face. “I’m sorry,” he finally says after a moment of silence between us.
“Sorry?” I ask, seeking clarification.
“Yes, I’m sorry I triggered your powers, I don’t know what would have happened if you were unable to control it. What would have happened to the baby?”
He moves closer to me, his eyes devoid of any emotions, and I watch him, unsure of what to expect next.
When he takes my hand, nerves prickle through me. It’s been a long while since we’ve been this close, and I feel a flutter of tension.
He gives me a small smile, and warmth floods my heart as I return the gesture.
Then, his husky voice calls my name, sending a shiver down my spine. I shake my head, trying to dismiss any inappropriate thoughts that may arise.
“We haven’t discussed the baby we are expecting,” Kessler says, his words catching me off guard.
I managed to reply, “Oh, that’s true.”
“I’m sorry, Lyra, that I haven’t been the best to you. I’ve made you go through pains and made you doubt your feelings for me. I know I can’t turn back the hand of time, but I promise to be better, to stand by you from now on.”
I can sense the sincerity behind them. A part of me wants to believe in his promise of change, while another part remains cautious, and wary of repeating past mistakes.
“I appreciate your apology, but actions speak louder than words, Kessler. We’ll see if you can keep your promise.”
“The record you heard Jack played to you was me, I was in a vulnerable state when Alpha Tristan took you away. My strong alcoholic drink was laced with wolfsbane, and I spewed out that nonsense.”
“Annie might have recorded it, perhaps to use it against me. I’m so sorry that you had to hear it. It’s something I’m not proud of whenever I remember.”
Tears threaten to spill from my eyes as he bares his soul. I realize the strength it takes to admit such a painful truth.
“Let’s start all over again for the sake of the baby,” he says, “I promise I won’t rush you. No matter how long it takes, I will wait until you have the chance to accept me fully into your heart again. I’m not promising you a smooth journey,” he continues, “but I promise from now on that I will stand by you.” He promised.
I’m taken aback by his sincerity.
“I’m sorry, I’m an emotional wreck,” his voice trembling. “I didn’t expect I’d be saying all of this.”
“But back to why I came into your room,” a faint blush coloring his cheeks. “I knocked on your door but realized you were lost in the act.”
I smile, understanding exactly what he’s referring to.
“How is the baby?” he asks, a smile gracing his face.
“Very fine so far, thank the Moon Goddess that my baby has been strong despite all I have been through.”
I notice a flicker of regret in his eyes, and my heart softens. I can sense his genuine concern for our unborn child.
“Were you able to buy the baby things?”
“Nope,” I reply, popping the ‘p’. “The voice kept ringing in my head, and I was disoriented, so I had to come back.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, as for the voice, Daniel, the pack doctor, said he can’t give you any antidote for now because it could harm the baby.”
“Thank you, Alpha Kessler.”
“I hope you had fun with the girls at the restaurant?”
I nod enthusiastically, unable to contain my excitement. “Yes, I did!”
He moves me closer to himself, taking in my scent. Then he asked, “What is pregnancy like?” His question catches me off guard.
I pause, considering his question. “It’s… it’s different for everyone, there are moments of joy and excitement, but also challenges and discomfort.
It’s a journey filled with ups and downs, but ultimately, it’s an incredible experience of bringing new life into the world.”
“Even before the child is born, you’ll have a picture of what you feel the baby will look like in your head, and you’ll feel that unspeakable bond with the child.”
“Can I?” Holding his hand out to touch my stomach.
“Sure, go ahead,” I tell him, watching his movement closely, he reaches out to connect with our unborn child.
As Kessler rests his hand on my stomach, I feel a rush of emotions welling up inside me. Suddenly, I felt a fluttering sensation as our baby kicked.
His eyes lit up with excitement in that instant and smiled at the joy reflected in his eyes. I know we’re not there yet, but gradually, I know we will burn the bridge and get our life back on track again, for the sake of the baby.
“Thank you, Lyra, for carrying my heir and not getting rid of the baby when you discovered it. I know it hurts, seeing that I took Annie as my Luna, but it’s something I wish I never did.”
“Please, Alpha Kessler, stop this, thank goodness for life, that we can stand here in a room talking like two mature adults, not tearing ourselves apart.”
“I have a surprise for you,” Kessler announces.
My eyes light up with curiosity. We’ve only just begun to be cordial with each other, so I wonder what surprise he could have for me. “A surprise for me?”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
He nods his head in affirmation, a faint smile playing on his lips as he takes my hands in his.
I feel a spark of electricity coursing between us, and I can sense that he feels it too, as he stiffens slightly and meets my gaze.
Alpha Kessler opens the door to reveal the surprise, I’m overcome with awe. Without thinking, I rush towards him and wrap him in a tight hug, my protruding stomach poking.
He seems taken aback by my sudden embrace, and I quickly realize the awkwardness. Pulling back, “Sorry,” I apologize, feeling a flush of embarrassment coloring my cheeks.