My Alpha Accused Me of Killing Our Unborn Child

The Moon Goddess Festival transformed our territory into a surreal wonderland of silver lights and flowing white fabrics. Pack members gathered near the high cliffs, their excited chatter filling the night air with anticipation. I stood at the edge of the celebration, my damaged hip throbbing as I watched Jacob take his place at the center of the clearing.

"Attention, Moonstone Pack," he called, his Alpha voice carrying effortlessly across the gathered crowd. "Tonight, we honor the Moon Goddess and seek her blessing for our future."

My fingers instinctively moved to my stomach, still flat but harboring a secret that grew stronger each day. Two months. My tiny pup had survived two months of my body's morning sickness and Jacob's casual cruelty.

"Rose." Beta Marcus appeared at my side, his expression unreadable. "You should stand with the Omegas."

I nodded, understanding the unspoken command. Jacob had made it clear where I belonged tonight—as far from him and Milani as possible.

The ceremonial Alpha dance began, Jacob's powerful frame moving with surprising grace as Milani twirled in his arms. Her white dress shimmered under the moonlight, making her look ethereal—like Sophia must have looked in Jacob's memories.

"The Alpha pair looks perfect together, don't they?" an Omega woman whispered beside me, her voice tinged with envy.

I watched Jacob's hands settle possessively on Milani's waist, his eyes fixed on her face with an intensity he'd never shown me. Not even on that one night when alcohol and grief had driven him to my bed.

"They do," I replied softly, my hand still pressed against my abdomen.

My pup would never know this life. Would never watch their father look at another woman with such devotion. Would never stand at the edges of celebrations, unwanted and unloved.

The dance ended with thunderous applause. Jacob pulled Milani close, his lips brushing her ear in a gesture so intimate I had to look away.

"Rose!" A young voice called from behind me.

I turned to see Tommy, one of the pack's youngest pups, racing toward me with excitement shining in his eyes.

"Dr. Elena needs you," he panted, tugging at my sleeve. "At the medical tent by the cliffs. She said it's important."

My heart skipped a beat. Dr. Elena had been my only ally in this pack, the only one who knew about my condition.

"Thank you, Tommy," I said, forcing a smile. "Did she say what she needed?"

He shrugged, already turning to run back to his friends. "Something about medicine. She said to hurry."

I glanced back at the celebration. Jacob and Milani were now sharing a private conversation near the ceremonial fire, completely absorbed in each other. No one would notice if I slipped away briefly.

The path to the cliffside medical tent was lit by smaller torches, casting long shadows across the rocky ground. My damaged leg made the walk painful, but I pushed forward, eager to speak with Dr. Elena about my growing pup.

"Dr. Elena?" I called as I approached the tent. "I got your message."

The tent flap opened, but instead of the healer's kind face, Milani stepped out. Her usual sweet smile was gone, replaced by something cold and calculating.

"Hello, Rose," she said softly. "Or should I say, hello to you and your little bastard?"

My blood froze. "What are you talking about?"

Milani laughed, the sound sharp as breaking glass. "Oh, please. Did you think I wouldn't figure it out? The herbs you carry? The morning sickness? The way you touch your stomach when you think no one's watching?"

She circled me slowly, like a predator sizing up wounded prey. "Jacob may be stupid enough to miss the signs, but I'm not."

"You don't understand," I whispered, backing away. "This pup is innocent."

"Innocent?" Milani's eyes flashed with anger. "Do you know what Sophia and I used to do when Jacob wasn't around? We'd laugh at him. Laugh at how pathetically he worshipped her. How easily manipulated he was."

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "And now you think you can give him a pup? A child that would threaten everything I've worked for?"

I backed away, my injured leg threatening to give out beneath me. "Please, Milani. Let me go. I won't tell anyone."

"Tell anyone what?" She smiled, her perfect teeth gleaming in the moonlight. "That I killed Jacob's bastard before it could draw breath? That I protected our future from your pathetic attempt to trap him?"

My back hit the cliff edge. Rocks crumbled beneath my feet, tumbling into the darkness below.

"Don't," I pleaded, one hand protectively covering my stomach. "Don't do this."

Milani's smile widened as she lunged forward, her hands connecting with my chest in a violent shove.

For one suspended moment, I felt nothing but air beneath me. Then gravity claimed me, and I was falling, screaming as the jagged rocks rushed up to meet me.