The Pregnant Luna Mated to Ex’s Best Friend (Aria) novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Unexpected Visitors

Chapter 29: Unexpected Visitors

(Aria’s POV)

The strong smell of wolf–whiskey hit me like a wall, making my stomach churn instantly. Alexander swayed on his feet, his usually sharp amber eyes unfocused as he reached for me.

“Aria,” he slurred, wrapping his arms around me with surprising strength for someone so intoxicated.

I gasped, struggling to breathe as his grip tightened. The combination of his overwhelming Alpha scent and the pungent wolf–whiskey was too much for my sensitive pregnancy senses,

“Let me go, Alexander,” I demanded, trying to push against his chest. “You’re drunk.”

He ignored my protests, burying his face in my hair. “Why are you making everything so complicated?” he mumbled. “We were happy before.”

I continued struggling, desperate to create some distance between us. My wolf whimpered anxiously within

me, protective of our pup.

“Alexander, I said let go!”

He loosened his grip slightly but didn’t release me. “Remember when I’d come home after drinking with the

pack elders?” A sad smile played on his lips. “You’d make me that special herbal tea for hangovers.”

The memory stung more than it should have. There had been good times between us once.

“That was a long time ago,” I reminded him, my voice hard. “Things are different now. We’re about to sever our

mate bond, remember?”

His arms tightened again, pulling me closer. My back pressed uncomfortably against my apartment door.

“I just want to hold you,” he whispered, his words barely intelligible. “One last time.”

Before I could protest, he began nuzzling my néck, his breath hot against my skin. My wolf bristled beneath the surface, confused by these mixed signals from her former mate.

Suddenly, his grip slackened completely. Alexander’s large frame slid downward, his knees buckling beneath him. With a heavy thud, he collapsed at my feet, effectively blocking my doorway.

“Great,” I muttered, stepping back to assess the situation.

Alexander sprawled across my threshold, completely unconscious. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, reeking of alcohol.

I suppressed another wave of nausea, covering my nose with my sleeve. This was the last thing I needed

after a long day.

Pulling out my phone, I contemplated who to call. Lucas, Alexander’s Beta, would be the logical choice, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to involve the pack.

Just then, Alexander’s phone rang from inside his jacket pocket. Without thinking, I reached down and retrieved it. The screen displayed a name that made my blood boil: Claire Watson.

I answered with a sneer. “Hello, Claire.”

|||

O

1/4

Chapter 20: Unexpected V

{ff

li

There was a moment of startled silence before her saccharine voice responded. “Aria? Why do you have Alexander’s phone?”

“Because your precious Alpha is passed out drunk outside my apartment,” I replied coldly. “You might want to come collect him.”

“What?” Claire’s voice rose with indignation. “What did you do to him?”

I laughed bitterly. “Me? I didn’t do anything. He showed up here completely intoxicated,”

“I don’t believe you,” she hissed. “You’re so clingy, even though he’s trying to get rid of you.”

The audacity of this woman never ceased to amaze me. My fingers tightened around the phone as anger surged through me.

“Listen carefully, Claire,” I said, my voice dangerously low. “How dare you question me when Alexander and I are about to sever our mate bond? Your little act doesn’t work on me.”

Her breath hitched on the other end.

“You have half an hour to come get him,” I continued. “If he’s still here after that, I’ll call pack security to remove him. Your choice.”

I ended the call before she could respond, tossing Alexander’s phone onto his chest.

True to my word, Claire arrived twenty minutes later. She looked flustered, her normally perfect appearance slightly disheveled, as if she’d rushed over without taking time for makeup.

A young male wolf accompanied her – one of the pack assistants, judging by his deferential posture.

“What happened?” Claire demanded, rushing to Alexander’s side.

I leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “He showed up drunk and passed out. That’s all I know.”

The assistant knelt beside Alexander, gently shaking him. “Alpha? Can you hear me?”

Alexander stirred slightly but didn’t wake.

“Help me get him up,” Claire instructed the assistant. Together, they managed to lift Alexander to his feet,

supporting his weight between them.

As they started to lead him away, Claire turned back to me, her emerald eyes flashing with anger.

“You know, Aria, just because you can’t-”

I slammed my door shut, cutting off whatever venom she had been about to spew. The satisfying thud of the

Sleep came fitfully, my dreams filled with jumbled images of Alexander, Claire, and strangely, Dominic. I woke feeling unrested, my wolf still agitated from the previous night’s confrontation.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify