Page 3 of The Possessive Alpha’s Reborn Luna

Her hand pressed against my swollen belly. A cool power seeped in—not painful like black magic, but soothing.

Minutes later, Serena looked up. But her expression was strange. Before I could process the complexity in her eyes, she quickly looked away.

"Your Majesty," she turned to Cedric, speaking slowly, "I have completed the examination. The child the queen carries is not yours."

My world collapsed. I stared at Serena in disbelief.

"You're lying!" I couldn't believe it. "Serena! Why are you lying about me!"

"I never had an inappropriate relationship with Caspar," I desperately tried to explain, but every word felt powerless now. "Cedric, you have to believe me! This is your child—our child!"

Cedric stood on the platform, looking down at me. His face was terrifyingly dark, jaw clenched, temple veins throbbing. Those eyes burned with rage—and something deeper.

Disappointment.

Disgust.

My wolf howled in my chest, in so much pain she was nearly dying—because our mate refused to believe us.

"Your Majesty!" The nobles clamored. "This woman has tainted the royal bloodline! She's disgraced the entire clan! Burn her at the stake, along with that bastard child!"

"She betrayed the Moon Goddess! Disgraced the entire royal family! She must die!"

The crowd echoed them. "Execute her! Execute her!" Each word stabbed like a knife.

"Enough." Cedric's sharp rebuke was ice-cold enough to freeze my blood.

Immediate silence. Everyone waited for his judgment. My heart shattered completely.

I collapsed to the floor in despair, tears falling uncontrollably. Cedric believed Victoria's lies. I should have known. He never believed me.

"I'll decide Alice's punishment myself," he paused, each word carving holes in my heart. "Lock her in the dungeon first."

"Cedric," tears streamed down my face. "I'm not lying. Please investigate more. Please..."

But he just turned his back on me. That tall figure was like an insurmountable wall, severing us completely.

Guards grabbed my arms roughly, hauling me up. I struggled to look back and saw Victoria leaning weakly beside the throne. When her eyes met mine, a flash of triumph gleamed in those green depths.

They threw me into the dungeon.

Dark. Cold. Reeking. I curled in the corner, hands clutching my belly. The baby was still there, still moving faintly.

But my heart was dead.

"Why," my wolf whimpered, "why won't he believe us..."

"Because he never loved us," I whispered, tears falling silently.

I still didn't understand why Serena lied. The child was clearly Cedric's. I never betrayed him.

My mind replayed this morning. Severe morning sickness—the doctor said mint could help, so I went to the garden. That's when I heard strange chanting from the meeting room. I quietly pushed the door open and saw Victoria with a woman in a black robe. They seemed to be talking.

And in front of them, lying in a pool of blood—Elder Allen! My heart seized. I wanted to leave, to tell Cedric everything. But I knocked over a vase at the door. They found me.

The woman in the black robe turned. She wore a terrifying mask. I understood instantly—a Black Witch! I tried to run, but she was faster. She dragged me into the room and tried to kill me. But Victoria stopped her. She had the witch poison her instead, then started screaming for help, claiming I'd killed Elder Allen and hurt her.

I didn't know what Victoria was planning. But none of it mattered anymore.