The Pregnant Luna Mated to Ex’s Best Friend (Aria) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Someone Poisoned Her!

Chapter 62: Someone Poisoned Her!

(Aria’s POV)

My heart raced as Dr. Nathan Lewis’s words echoed in my mind. The phone call had left me stunned, my thoughts spiraling with implications too terrible to process.

“Aria? Did you hear what I said?”

I blinked, suddenly aware of Dominic’s voice beside me. We were stopped at a traffic light, his silver–gray eyes watching me with

concern.

“I’m sorry,” I said, shaking my head slightly. “I was thinking about what Dr. Lewis just said.”

The light turned green, and the car moved forward smoothly under Dominic’s control.

“What exactly did he say?” Dominic asked, his deep voice cutting through my troubled thoughts.

I took a deep breath, trying to organize the scattered pieces of information.

“He believes Elizabeth Reed was poisoned,” I said, the words feeling heavy on my tongue. “The toxicology results showed traces of silver moonshade in her system.”

Dominic’s hands tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles whitening slightly.

“Silver moonshade? That’s rare,” he remarked, his tone carefully controlled. “And extremely toxic to werewolves, especially older

ones.”

I nodded, staring out the windshield without really seeing the road ahead.

“But who would want to poison Elizabeth? She’s always been kind to everyone. She doesn’t have enemies,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Dominic was silent for a long moment, his face thoughtful as he navigated through morning traffic.

“You mentioned Claire was the first one to find Elizabeth when she initially collapsed, correct?” he finally asked.

The realization hit me like a physical blow. Of course. Claire.

“You’re right,” I breathed, my mind racing with connections. “Claire has the most to gain from Elizabeth’s illness. Elizabeth was the primary obstacle to her relationship with Alexander.”

Elizabeth had always seen through Claire’s manipulative nature, openly supporting me as Luna despite her husband’s opposition.

“If Claire managed to remove Elizabeth from the picture…” I continued, the horrible logic of it all becoming clearer.

“She’d have one less barrier between her and her goal,” Dominic finished my thought.

I turned to look at him, gratitude welling up inside me.

“Thank you,” I said sincerely. “I don’t think I would have made that connection so quickly.”

His lips curved into a slight smile. “I can have some people look into Claire’s movements and purchases over the past few months. Silver moonshade isn’t something you can pick up at the local herb shop.”

The offer touched me deeply. Even after our awkward encounter last night–which we’d both silently agreed not to mention–he was still willing to help me.

“I’d appreciate that,” I said softly.

We pulled up in front of Silver Leaf Herbalists, the familiar storefront offering no comfort today.

“I’ll let you know what we find,” Dominic promised, his silver–gray eyes meeting mine with intensity that made my pulse quicken.

I nodded, unable to hold his gaze for too long. The memory of his lips on mine was still too fresh, too unsettling.

“Thank you for the ride,” I said quickly, gathering my bag and opening the door.

As I watched him drive away, a plan began forming in my mind. I couldn’t wait for others to uncover the truth. I needed to take

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action myself.

With determined steps, I walked into Silver Leaf Herbalists, straight to my manager’s office.

“I need a half–day leave,” I announced without preamble. “Family emergency.”

Twenty minutes later, I was in a taxi heading toward the Reed family compound.

The familiar gates of the pack house loomed before me, simultaneously familiar and foreign. Had it really been less than a month since I’d left this place? It felt like years.

The security guard at the entrance did a double–take when he saw me.

“Luna–I mean, Ms. Summers,” he corrected himself awkwardly. “We weren’t expecting you.”

I forced a smile. “Alexander called me to pick up some personal belongings I left behind.”

The lie tasted bitter on my tongue, but I needed access to the compound.

“I’ll just be in and out quickly,” I assured him. “I’m sure Alexander mentioned I’d be coming.”

A sharp pain shot through my abdomen at the impact. I gasped, clutching my stomach instinctively, sudden fear for my unborn pup overriding everything else.

“What’s happening here?” a familiar voice called from the end of the hallway.

Martha, the elderly pack housekeeper who had always been kind to me, rushed toward us with surprising speed for her age. “Goddess above, are you alright, child?” she asked, her weathered face creasing with concern as she helped me straighten up. The pain subsided as quickly as it had come, leaving only a dull ache. I took a deep breath, cautiously releasing my protective hold on my belly.

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