Caged in Labor novel - Episode 12

Elena’s POV

When I saw the news, I just thought he was insane. Whatever. My father’s island was in the North Atlantic, protected by powerful wards. He wouldn’t find me easily. I didn’t give it a second thought and continued to learn how to manage my family’s pack and businesses. I was a fast learner. Within a month, I was already overseeing major dealings for the family empire, settling disputes between allied packs.

One day, I had just finished a board meeting when someone burst into the conference room. It was Damien. I waved my hand, dismissing the other pack leaders. When Damien saw me, his eyes instantly turned blood -red, his Alpha possessiveness flaring. He rushed toward me and grabbed my wrist. —- “Elena, why did you fake your death? Do you have any idea what you’ve done to my wolf? He’s been clawing his way out of my chest. And I knew it.

You love life too much to simply die.” Then his expression grew serious, and his sharp Alpha senses scanned the room. “How did you get in here? Don’t you know most wolves can’t even get close to this place? It took everything I had just to break through the perimeter.” He suddenly seemed to deflate. He waved a dismissive hand. “Forget it. I don’t care what little games you played to get in here. You’re coming home. Now.” He glanced at my flat stomach.

“Where’s the pup?” “He should be a month old by now, right? Elena, you never should have run away. You made me miss the birth of our first child.” “Get the pup. We’re going back to the pack.” He turned to pull me away, his Alpha dominance on full display. —-

The moment he mentioned the pup, a wave of pure hatred washed over me. When I didn’t move, Damien looked back, confused. “Why aren’t you moving? Stop being so difficult. I’ve reconsidered.

Our pup will be my heir, and you will have a permanent seat on the pack council.” “That’s the most I can offer. Don’t push your luck.” Seeing how confident he was, I suddenly started to laugh. But as I laughed, tears started to fall. After facing death, my personality had changed. There was no trace of the soft affection I once had for this Alpha. I violently ripped my arm from his grasp. “I never wanted a single thing from your pack! You were the one who refused to trust your own mate!

Victoria’s little act of ‘giving up her rights to the pup’ was all a show she put on herself!” “The baby… was murdered by his own cold-blooded father!” I spat the words, my voice trembling. “I want you to regret this for the rest of your life.”