Chosen by the Beast Alpha

Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Lena’s POV

Alpha Theodore was discharged from the hospital two days ago. The therapist said his recovery was going really well.

Celeste almost never called me herself, so when her name popped up on my screen, my first thought was that something had happened to Theodore.

I picked up fast. Her voice was calm and warm as ever, and she asked if I’d like to come to the manor for dinner tonight.

I let out a quiet breath and said yes.

I gave the driver the new address. Half an hour later, the car rolled to a stop outside the Voss family manor.

A servant opened the gates and, like always, respectfully called me “Luna.”

At this point, I’d given up correcting them. On this land, that was what I was called. I didn’t really get a say in it.

“Is Dominic home?” I asked.

“Not yet, Luna.”

I nodded and stepped inside.

Celeste was in the kitchen, simmering bone broth for Theodore. Ever since the accident, she’d been making his meals herself.

Theodore was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window with a book in hand. I greeted him first, then headed into the kitchen.

Celeste asked me to stay with her, which was unusual.

“Busy at work?” she asked, looking at me with that soft, motherly expression.

“It’s been okay.”

“Theodore’s accident turned into such a huge mess, I never even got the chance to ask.” Celeste stirred the soup slowly, her tone light but measured. “Is Eliza still bothering Dominic?”

I hadn’t expected her to bring up Eliza.

“We run into her sometimes.” I didn’t want to keep speaking badly about Eliza in front of Celeste.

“Sometimes.” The way Celeste said it made it clear she knew more than she let on. “Theodore and I never liked that she-wolf. Not before, and definitely not now.”

Lena had no idea how to answer that.

"Lena, you and Dominic have our full blessing. You are part of this family now." Celeste set her spoon down with a soft clink. "As long as Theodore and I are alive, no one will ever walk through that door again. I promise you."

Lena wanted to say thank you. The words rose to her throat, then got stuck there and refused to come out.

"What you did for Dominic when he was at his lowest—we haven’t forgotten any of it."

A sharp wave of guilt hit her out of nowhere. Back when she had agreed to this arrangement, feelings hadn’t even been on the table. Not really. Not for her.

"I’ll take good care of Dominic," she said at last. It was the only honest thing she could offer.

"Good." Celeste smiled, small and composed. Then her calm gaze slid over Lena’s face. "Your contract is almost a year old now, isn’t it?"

Lena had never actually counted the days that carefully, but Celeste was right.

"Theodore mentioned a few days ago that this house needs some new life in it." Celeste’s voice stayed soft, almost soothing, but the weight behind her words was brutal. "Lena, have you thought about quitting your job and moving into the manor? I could help you get your body into better condition. Herbs, food, a proper routine."

Lena understood instantly.

A pup.

That was what Celeste meant.

"Dominic needs a pup. It’s time," Celeste said plainly, no detour, no sugarcoating. "A pup strengthens the bond between mates. You understand how that works. In any mated pair, a child becomes the tie that holds everything together."

Only a few hours ago, one of Lena’s coworkers had said almost the exact same thing, and she had shut that conversation down on the spot.

But this was different.

Now the pressure was coming from someone she couldn’t simply brush off, and it pressed down on her chest so hard she could barely breathe.

"We haven’t really talked about that yet," she said carefully, picking each word like she was stepping through glass. "Dominic just went through the curse. He’s still recovering. There’s no need to rush."

"He’s fine," Celeste said at once, firm and certain. "I know neither of you has fully made up your mind. That’s exactly why I’m bringing it up now. It should be part of the plan."

She glanced through the kitchen doorway toward Theodore, then let out a quiet sigh. "After the accident, we realized just how fragile everything is. Every parent wants their child to carry on the family line."

Lena wanted out so badly it made her skin crawl.

"Lena, having a pup is inevitable. Better sooner than later."

If Dominic had been here, he would have shut this down. He would never have let it go this far.

But Celeste had asked Lena here alone on purpose.

There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, so Lena forced a smile onto her face and said, "Okay."

The second Lena said yes, Celeste’s smile opened right up.

Lena knew that if she hadn’t agreed, the conversation would’ve dragged on forever. No end in sight.

Dinner was just the three of them. Celeste had never once called Dominic back home for these meals.

The food was beautifully made, expensive-looking, and honestly delicious. But Lena could barely force any of it down.

When she was leaving, Celeste had the driver bring the car around, then slipped an envelope into Lena’s hand.

“What’s this?”

“Open it when you get home.” Celeste walked her all the way to the car, shut the door herself, and told the driver, “Drive carefully. Make sure Luna gets home safe.”

Then the car pulled away.

Celeste stood on the front steps and gave a small wave. It all felt so soft, so polished, so considerate that Lena almost felt wrapped up in kindness.

Once they left the manor grounds, Lena gave the driver her address.

Then she opened the envelope.

Inside was a bank card and a property deed.

The deed was for a top-tier luxury apartment, the kind worth tens of millions. Her name was on it. Her name was on the back of the bank card too.

A year ago, she would’ve stared at those things with pure, dazzled greed.

Tonight, though, they only felt heavy in her hands.

At the office, the gossip people had been whispering about in private still hadn’t fully blown up. On the surface, the company was running like normal. Underneath, though, something was definitely brewing, and the tension was everywhere.

Lena was chatting with the receptionist when Samuel came through the front doors.

He walked straight past her like they didn’t know each other at all, then stopped at the desk. “I have an appointment with Thornton.”

Thornton. The vice president.

“Mr. Clarke, this way, please.” The receptionist quickly led him toward the elevator.

The second he was gone, she lowered her voice and hurried back. “The vice president hired Samuel Clarke. He’s the chief lawyer for the Bloodmoon Pack.”

Lena gave a faint smile and made a zipping motion across her lips.

The receptionist instantly got it.

By then, the company group chat was already popping off.

Someone asked why the vice president had brought a lawyer into the office instead of meeting him somewhere private.

Another person replied that it was obviously a power move—meant to make Luna understand exactly who she was up against.

I knew exactly how good Samuel was. In any fight over money or property, his clients always walked away with the biggest slice.

Which meant that years from now, if she ever tried to break her agreement with Dominic, Samuel would make damn sure Dominic kept everything.

The thought made Lena let out a quiet laugh.

That afternoon, Jess sent her a text.

"Want to catch the sunset?"

She’d almost forgotten he existed.

"Don’t you have work tonight?"

"I’m off today."

That got a small smile out of her. Celeste’s expectations had been sitting on her chest for days, heavy and suffocating, and honestly, she needed a breather.

"Sure."

He picked her up a block away from the office—not right outside, and definitely not where anyone could see. That bit of low-key consideration earned him points, no question.

They drove out of town, taking a different mountain road this time, the opposite direction from where they’d watched the sunrise.

The whole ride was quiet. Soft music drifted through the car, and neither of them forced conversation just to fill the silence.

When they reached the top, they leaned against his car and watched the sun slowly sink behind the ridge. The light wasn’t like dawn. It was warmer, heavier, touched with this faint sadness, like a performer taking one last bow before leaving the stage.

"Sunrise feels like the start of something," she said softly. "Sunset feels like watching it end."

Jess tilted his head a little. "The sun’s still gonna come up tomorrow."

Once the sun dropped, the sky darkened fast. The wind picked up too, colder now, brushing past them like a warning. They got back into the car.

As they made their way down the mountain road, the headlights swept over one sharp turn after another. Jess handled every curve carefully. Even with no other cars around, he still honked before every blind corner.

Then he asked the question that had obviously been sitting in his throat the whole time.

"How come no one from your family ever calls you?"

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