The Alpha’s Crippled Luna Chapter 06

The Alpha’s Crippled Luna Chapter 06

He sat in his car, numb.

He used to hate Victor—and by extension, Sara.

Then one night at a club, he saw a drunk customer slap Sara while she was pouring drinks.

Ryan stepped in.

Sara had cried, sobbing, “My brother made a mistake! I have to make amends!”

“I’ll earn enough money to hire the best healer for Ms. Shaw.”

He had almost laughed. “It would take you ten years just to pay for one of her check-ups.”

But she kept at it.

He began visiting the club more often.

Then, he unexpectedly hit his heat before the full moon.

He was at the club, fighting the urge to touch anyone, until Sara appeared and his resistance crumbled.

That night, he knew he was a terrible mate to Sienna.

The next morning, he woke to suppressed sobbing.

Sara’s eyes were red, her tears soaking the sheets. “Last night was my first time…”

His resolve softened.

So he used his connections to reduce Victor’s sentence to five years.

And he bonded with Sara.

Not because he loved her.

But because the pack elders had backed him into a corner.

“You’re bringing shame to the entire pack.”

He had tried to have a child with Sienna, but seeing her in pain, he couldn’t force her.

Sara getting pregnant was a convenient solution.

He introduced her to his parents, who remained indifferent.

He gave Sienna the Luna title, while the legal mating bond belonged to Sara.

Now, watching Sara affectionately kiss Victor outside the prison, Ryan nearly dropped his phone.

He tailed them to a hotel.

“Wait for my signal,” he ordered his guards.

Moans and murmurs drifted through the crack in the door.

“I missed you so much… finally out…”

“I told you I’m the best. Even pregnant, you can’t get enough of me.”

Sara giggled. “I’m carrying his pup! Once I lock him down, you’ll be set for life!”

Ryan kicked the door open.

Sara screamed, clutching the sheets. “Ryan! Wait…”

Victor shoved her behind him. “What are you trying to do? She’s carrying your pup. Don’t you dare lay a hand on her!”

Ryan pressed a gun against Victor’s temple.

“You want to test that?”

Victor wet himself.

Sara crawled forward frantically, grabbing Ryan’s leg. “Please! Spare my brother!”

A cold smirk played on Ryan’s lips.

He fired—the bullet shattered Victor’s kneecap instead of his skull.

Victor shrieked, writhing on the floor.

Ryan turned to his men. “Lock them in the pack dungeon. Make sure they’re… comfortable.”

Sara wailed. “Ryan! I’m carrying your pup! You’re going to kill your own child?”

He looked down in disgust. “Who knows whose bastard that actually is.”

He kicked her aside and gave the order. “Schedule an abortion for her.”

Sara collapsed, weeping uncontrollably. “It’s over… it’s all over…”