I Was His Luna, Not His Trash Chapter 05

I Was His Luna, Not His Trash Chapter 05

“Elena!” 

He fumbled with the rope, his hands slick with blood, 

before lifting her up. 

She hung limp in his arms like something already shattered, leaving a smear of blood on the leather seat of his truck as he raced toward the hospital. 

“She was twelve weeks pregnant,” the emergency room doctor said sharply. “How did you let this happen?” 

“What…” Aaron went pale, his lips trembling. 

The operating room doors slammed shut. He slid down the wall, legs giving out, staring at his crimson hands. 

There was more blood than the day Elena had taken that knife for him. A low, tortured groan escaped him. 

He raised a trembling hand and slapped himself. Once. 

Twice. 

How had he ever doubted his own Luna? 

His phone rang. He answered. 

Aiden’s cheerful voice came through. “Dad! They found 

Chloe! She just went for a walk and passed out in the 

park. She’s fine! When are you coming home?” 

Aaron tried to speak, but only a choked gasp came out. 

“Dad?…Dad? What’s wrong?” 

“Your mom…” he finally rasped. “She’s in surgery.” 

Silence. Then Aiden’s small voice. “Why? What happened?” 

“It’s my fault,” Aaron choked out. “I…I hurt her.” 

The line went dead. Aaron dropped the phone and 

buried his head in his hands. 

Chloe was safe. She had been all along. 

Then the bloodstained blouse….was it a setup? Guilt and 

fear tore through him, a chaotic mess. 

Who? Why? 

A nurse pushed through the doors. He scrambled to his 

feet. “My wife…” 

“She’s stable, but unconscious. We lost the baby. I’m 

sorry.” 

“Was it… a girl?” he asked quietly. 

“Yes.” 

That shattered what was left of his sanity. When they 

moved Elena to a private room, he followed. 

He sat by the bed, watching Elena’s bandaged chest rise and fall slowly, the soft beep of the machines. 

“Oh God, what have I done?” He covered his 

tear–stained face. 

His phone buzzed again. This time, his assistant. “Alpha! Check the news. Now!” 

With a sense of dread, he tapped the news icon. 

Headlines flooded the screen. 

[Exclusive: Elena Blackwood’s Hidden Past! She Sold 

Her Body for Her Alpha’s Success!] 

[Inside the Blackwood Holdings Scandal: Accident or 

Elaborate Blackmail?] 

[Victim or Badger Game? The Truth Behind the Luna 

Who Saved the Pack.] 

The articles provided a series of photos. Blurry, but unmistakably Elena. Details of the NDA. The settlement agreement. Everything was there. 

Aaron’s world turned upside down. He couldn’t 

breathe. 

This wasn’t just an attack on Elena. This was an attack 

on the pack, on his company, on everything he’d built. 

His eyes darted from the sensational headlines to Elena’s pale, unconscious face on the pillow. 

Who would do this? Who had the power? Who could access those buried files? 

His phone lit up again. Chloe calling. Her bright smiling face on the screen felt nauseating in the dim hospital room. He let it go to voicemail. 

He walked out of the room without looking back. His Alpha instincts driving him to get to the bottom of this. 

He had to find out who was behind it.