The Pregnant Luna Mated to Ex’s Best Friend (Aria) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152. Don’t Call M.

Chapter 152: Don’t Call Me That Name!

Chapter 152: Don’t Call Me That Name!

(Aria’s POV)

Compared to the first time I was flustered and helpless, I’m much calmer now. But I still nervously looked at Dominic for help, my wolf whimpering softly within me as Mrs. Lewis’s intense gaze bore into me.

Her eyes held such desperate hope, such raw maternal longing that it made my chest tighten with emotion.” The way she looked at me was exactly how my own mother Emily used to look at me when I was sick as a

child–pure, unconditional love mixed with fierce protectiveness.

Dominic’s relaxed demeanor and powerful Alpha presence emboldened me. His cedar scent wrapped around me like a protective shield, giving me the courage I needed to face this difficult situation.

I turned and met Mrs. Lewis’s gaze directly. My lips subtly parted as I murmured the words that felt both foreign and familiar on my tongue, “Mom, I miss you so much…”

The word “Mom” brought an unexpected lump to my throat and tears to my eyes. Whether from thinking of my own mother Emily or some other reason, I couldn’t discern. The emotional weight of the moment overwhelmed me completely.

Mrs. Lewis’s face crumpled with overwhelming joy and relief. She immediately embraced me, weeping uncontrollably, her wolf’s scent betraying her deep emotional pain that had been building for years.

“My baby girl,” she sobbed against my shoulder, her arms holding me so tightly I could barely breathe. “My precious daughter, you’ve come back to me.”

Her lamentations for her lost daughter deeply moved me. The raw grief in her voice made me feel as if I truly were her child, my pregnant wolf responding instinctively to her maternal distress.

I found myself shedding tears alongside her, caught up in the intensity of her emotions. The connection felt surprisingly natural, as if some part of me had been waiting for this maternal embrace my entire life.

“Alright, Mom, it’s a good thing we found our little sister,” Dr. Nathan Lewis quickly interjected, trying to

soothe her with his gentle physician’s manner. “You can’t cry anymore, look, little sister is crying with you…”

His voice carried both relief and concern as he watched his mother’s emotional breakdown. He had clearly

been waiting for this moment, hoping it would bring his mother some peace.

Mrs. Lewis then looked up, her eyes meeting my tear–streaked face. She tenderly wiped my tears with

motherly instincts, her touch gentle and loving.

“Nannan, don’t cry,” she whispered, using what must have been her lost daughter’s nickname. “Mom won’t cry

either, neither of us will cry, okay?”

It was then I realized how deeply I had fallen into this charade. I was wiping my own tears, feeling a mix of embarrassment and genuine sorrow, having cried even more than the very person I was supposed to b

comforting.

“You stubborn wolf, do you finally believe me now?” Mrs. Lewis said, holding my arm and walking upstairs with renewed energy.

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She turned back to glare at Dr. Lewis who followed behind, her wolf’s protective instincts flaring. I told you how could I mistake the daughter I carried for ten months? But you just wouldn’t believe me, insisting on waiting so many days to bring my Nannan back…”

Dr. Lewis nodded repeatedly, his professional demeanor softening with filial concern. “Yes, yes, Morn, you’re right, it’s all my fault.”

His voice carried the weariness of someone who had been dealing with his mother’s condition for years. The

guilt in his eyes was evident – he had doubted his own mother’s instincts about her lost child.

It was then that Mrs. Lewis noticed Dominic, who had also followed them upstairs. She blinked in confusion, as if just realizing he was there.

“Alpha Dominic? Why did you come along too?” she asked, her head tilting slightly. “I want to have a private chat with my good daughter, you and Nathan should go and take care of your own business.”

But Dominic just smiled, his powerful Alpha presence filling the space around us. “Auntie, I am your daughter’s mate.”

He pointed to me with obvious pride. “This is my Luna.”

Dr. Lewis quickly gestured at him to stop talking, panic flashing across his face. I also shot Dominic a glare,

signaling him to shut up, my wolf anxious about the deception we were maintaining.

Mrs. Lewis was stunned for a moment, her eyes widening with surprise. “You, you’re mated to my Nannan?”

“Yes.” Dominic nodded with a proud smile, his Alpha authority openly demonstrative.

Dr. Lewis covered his head with his hands, looking utterly resigned, as if anticipating disaster. This was

clearly not how he had planned for this conversation to go.

“That’s wonderful!” Mrs. Lewis nodded with immense satisfaction, her face lighting up with joy. “Alpha

Dominic is barely worthy of my Nannan…”

“Barely worthy…” I let out a dry laugh, feeling a blush creep up my face as the supposed “wolf concerned,” my pregnant wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin.

Dominic, however, just smirked, agreeing heartily. “You’re right, only I am worthy of my mate, no other Alpha

is.”

Mrs. Lewis also nodded in agreement, her maternal pride evident. “Yes, no other Alpha is!”

Just then, a voice suddenly full of doubt and surprise cut through the atmosphere like a blade. “Brother

Dominic, wasn’t the she–wolf you announced mating with on the territorial networks, Aria Summers?”

I instinctively turned to see Alison Lewis standing nearby, her face etched with disbelief. She was staring

intently at Dominic as if waiting for his answer, her wolf’s scent betraying her jealousy and confusion.

“Alison…” Mrs. Lewis looked at Alison with a hint of confusion, then turned to me.

Her mind seemed to unravel, her gaze becoming distant and unfocused as her wolf’s distress becam palpable. The clarity that had filled her eyes moments before was rapidly fading.

Seeing Mrs. Lewis’s expression shift so dramatically, Dr. Lewis’s face darkened with anger. “Alison Lewis, what are you talking nonsense about? Get out!”

His voice carried a dangerous edge that made everyone in the room tense. This was clearly not the gentle

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physician speaking, but a protective son defending his fragile mother.

“Big Brother, you actually growled at me!” Alison shook her head, her wolf bristling defensively. I’m your sister, and you’re growling at me because of an outsider!”

“My Nannan is not an outsider!” Mrs. Lewis vigorously shook her head, her demeanor suggesting she was on the verge of a complete breakdown.

“This is my daughter, the daughter I carried for ten months! How could she be an outsider?”

Her voice rose to almost a shriek, years of suppressed grief and confusion pouring out in her words. The

fragile peace we had created was shattering before our eyes.

“Mom, she’s Aria Summers, how could she be your daughter? You must have mistaken her!” Alison frowned, her wolf’s aggressive scent filling the air.

“Alison Lewis, you better shut your damn mouth!” Dr. Lewis roared, his Alpha command echoing through the

house with devastating force.

“No, she is…” Mrs. Lewis instinctively shook her head, but the overwhelming emotional shock had muddled her thoughts.

Her wolf was whimpering in distress, unable to process the conflicting information. “My daughter, no, no, Nannan… My poor daughter…”

After a series of incoherent ramblings, Mrs. Lewis suddenly went limp. Her legs gave out beneath her, and

she was on the verge of falling down the stairs.

instinctively reached out to grab her, but an unexpected force pulled me off balance. The world tilted around

me, making me feel weightless as I tumbled downwards, my pregnant wolf howling in alarm.

Just as I braced myself for the painful impact, a pair of strong Alpha arms encircled me, steadying my

descent with sure, protective strength.

“Are you alright?”

I instinctively turned my head, meeting Dominic’s anxious silver–gray eyes filled with concern. His powerful

Alpha scent wrapped around me protectively, grounding me in the chaos of the moment.

Still somewhat shaken by the near fall, I couldn’t answer his question immediately. Instead, I turned to check

on Mrs. Lewis, my wolf whimpering with worry.

Mrs. Lewis was now cradled in Dr. Lewis’s arms, her face ashen and her breathing shallow. Her wolf’s distress

was evident in her weakened scent, and she looked more fragile than ever.

Alison, clearly realizing the severity of her blunder, stammered desperately. “B–Big Brother… I–I didn’t mean to,

I didn’t know Mom would…”

Before she could finish her pathetic excuse, Dr. Lewis swept Mrs. Lewis into his arms and strode toward the

door. His face was a mask of cold/fury as he left a chilling warning.

“Alison Lewis, if anything happens to my mother, you’ll pay!”

The promise of retribution in his voice made everyone in the room freeze. This was no empty threat – Dr. Lewis would hold his adopted sister accountable for any harm that came to his mother.

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