The Pregnant Luna Mated to Ex’s Best Friend (Aria) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Abortion

Chapter 22: Abortion

(Aria’s POV)

The sterile smell of Silvercrest Hospital brought back painful memories. Just weeks ago, I’d watched my mother take her final breath in one of these rooms. Now I was back for a different kind of loss.

“Are you sure about this?” Olivia squeezed my hand as we sat in the waiting area of the reproductive health department.

I nodded, struggling to keep my expression neutral. “I have to be.”

My mind drifted to the night Alexander and I first mated. How desperately I’d wanted to bear his pups then. How proud I’d been when I finally conceived after years of trying. Now that dream had twisted into something unrecognizable.

“I can’t tie myself to him forever through a child,” I said quietly. “I just can’t.”

My wolf whimpered inside me, instinctively protective of the tiny life we carried. She didn’t understand human complications – mate bond severances, custody battles, lifetime entanglements. She only knew we were carrying a pup that was part of us.

“It’s for the best,” Olivia assured me, though her eyes betrayed uncertainty. “A clean break is better for

everyone.”

A nurse called my name, and we both stood. Olivia had insisted on coming with me, refusing to let me face this alone. The gratitude I felt for her friendship was overwhelming.

“Ms. Summers?” The nurse handed me a clipboard with forms. “Please fill these out completely before your

consultation.”

My hand trembled as I took the pen. Name, address, medical history – each question felt invasive, forcing me

to confront the reality of what I was about to do.

Previous pregnancies: None. Reason for visit: Termination of pregnancy.

The words stared back at me, cold and clinical.

“Aria?”

I looked up, startled to see Dr. Nathan Lewis approaching. I hadn’t seen him since my mother’s funeral. My

heart hammered in my chest as I quickly covered the forms with my arm.

“Dr. Lewis,” I forced a smile. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

His kind eyes studied me with professional concern. “I could say the same. Are you feeling unwell?”

“Just a stomach bug,” I lied, gathering the paperwork against my chest. “Nothing serious.”

Olivia stepped forward. “We should get going. Don’t want to be late for our appointment.”

Dr. Lewis nodded, though his expression suggested he wasn’t entirely convinced. “Of course. Take care, Aria.

If you need anything…”

“Thank you,” I said quickly, pulling Olivia toward the elevator.

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22 Abortion

Once the doors closed, we both exhaled.

That was close,” Olivia muttered “Isn’t he Dominic’s friend?”

I nodded, my stomach churning with anxiety. “If he finds out and tells Dominic…

“He won’t,” Olivia assured me. “Doctor–patient confidentiality, remember?”

But my wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin. She didn’t want to be here, didn’t want to end the life we’d created. Her distress only fueled my own doubts.

The consultation room was small and impersonal. The doctor, a middle–aged woman with tired eyes, reviewed my paperwork before looking up with a hint of recognition.

“Ms. Summers, I remember you from your fertility consultations.” Her voice held no judgment, only professional detachment. “You’ve been trying to conceive for some time.”

I swallowed hard. “Yes.”

She nodded toward the examination table. “Let’s do an ultrasound to confirm how far along you are.”

The gel was cold against my skin as she moved the wand over my abdomen. A rapid whooshing sound filled the room – my pup’s heartbeat. My breath caught in my throat.

“There,” she pointed to a tiny bean–shaped form on the screen. “Approximately six weeks. Everything looks

normal.”

My fingers involuntarily reached toward the screen, tracing the outline of the tiny life inside me. My wolf howled with protective instinct, suddenly more present than she’d been in days.

“That’s… that’s our pup?” I whispered.

“Yes,” the doctor confirmed. “At this stage, the vital organs are beginning to form. By week twelve, they’ll be fully developed, and around week fifteen, your pup will start to develop their wolf characteristics.”

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Tears welled in my eyes as I imagined it the tiny being growing, developing, becoming part human, part

wolf like me. Like Alexander.

“Given your history with fertility issues,” the doctor continued gently, “I have to ask if you’re certain about this

decision.”

My resolve wavered as I stared at the screen. “I’m getting a mate bond severance,” I explained, my voice breaking. “The father… it’s complicated.”

The doctor’s expression softened with understanding. “I see. Well, before we proceed, I’d like to run a few additional tests. Your previous fertility treatments may affect the procedure.”

“Am I doing the right thing?” I asked Olivia, my voice barely audible.

She moved closer, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Only you can answer that, Aria.”

“I wanted a baby for so long,” I confessed. “Years of treatments, herbs, prayers… and now that I finally have

“You’re not throwing anything away,” Olivia said firmly. “You’re making an impossible choice in an impossible situation. No one would blame you.”

Olivia sighed. “Your wolf only sees the pup, not the lifetime tied to Alexander. Not the custody battles, the manipulation, the using your child as leverage.”

She was right. Alexander would never let me go completely if I had his heir. He’d use our pup to control me, to keep me within his reach. Claire would be involved, inserting herself into our lives at every opportunity.

“I apologize for the interruption,” she said. “Now, regarding the procedure-”

“How soon can we do it?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.

The doctor reviewed something in my file, her brow furrowing. “Ms. Summers, there’s something we need to

“What kind of risks?” Olivia asked when I couldn’t find my voice.

“The trauma to your reproductive system, combined with your wolf’s already compromised fertility, creates a

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