Rejected Luna's New Realm

Synopsis

I woke to the suffocating heat pressing down on me like a physical weight. My skin was slick with sweat, my lungs struggling for air in the stifling servant quarters. The small window offered no relief, just a rectangle of pale dawn light that illuminated the peeling paint and worn floorboards of my prison. A sharp pain lanced through my abdomen, and I gasped, curling around my swollen belly protectively. My baby. Our baby. The only good thing to come from this nightmare of a mate bond. "Not now, little one," I whispered, stroking the taut skin where my pup grew. "Please hold on." I tried to stand, but the room tilted violently. The pain came again, stronger this time, and I felt my knees buckle. The last thing I remembered was the sound of my body hitting the floor and the desperate cry that escaped my lips through our mate bond. *Blake... help us.* I drifted in and out of consciousness as unfamiliar arms carried me through the compound. Snippets of worried conversation floated around me. "She's burning up..." "...the heat in those quarters..." "...pregnant with the Alpha's heir..." The cool touch of Elara's hands on my forehead finally brought me back to full awareness. The pack healer's kind eyes were creased with worry as she helped me sip water from a metal cup. "Mia," she said softly, "you're severely dehydrated, and your temperature is dangerously high. This isn't good for you or the pup." Another cramp seized me, and I clutched at my belly, terror washing