Alpha Chose “True Love”, I Took Back Everything

Alex's hand was already reaching for the document in my hands.

Then his closest subordinate burst into the bedroom in a panic.

"Alpha! Something's happened!" The man hadn't even knocked. "Vivian was attacked by rogues at the border!"

At the sound of her name, Alex's hand froze in midair.

The subordinate shot a nervous glance at me, swallowed, and continued.

"The warriors you secretly assigned to protect Vivian captured the rogues."

"The rogues confessed that the Luna paid them to kill Vivian."

Alex's face changed instantly.

He whipped around and stared at me, his eyes blazing with disbelief and fury.

"You hired rogues to kill her?" he snarled through clenched teeth.

I looked at him and felt nothing but disgust at the absurdity.

"It wasn't me," I said, meeting his gaze evenly. "Since the day she was banished, I haven't spared a single thought about whether she lived or died."

"This is obviously a setup Vivian staged herself — to force you to go running back to her."

But Alex wasn't listening.

He snatched the document from my hands and slammed it down on the table.

"Ivy, your jealousy is terrifying!"

He threw those words at me, grabbed the car keys, and stormed out.

"Get the car! We're going to the border for Vivian!" His voice echoed down the hallway.

I stood there, watching his retreating figure until it was gone.

I decided I was done waiting.

Five days was too long. I needed hard evidence of his betrayal to fast-track the Alpha Council's proceedings.

I walked into Alex's study.

In a hidden compartment at the very bottom of his desk, my fingers found a hard metal case.

A second phone.

I tried his birthday as the password. Wrong.

I paused — then tried Vivian's birthday.

The screen lit up.

The moment I opened the photo gallery, my blood ran cold.

It was full of Vivian's photos and selfies.

Several were intimate pictures of the two of them together.

Scrolling further, I found explicit videos.

But what destroyed me was a locked folder buried at the very bottom.

I entered Vivian's birthday. The folder opened.

Inside were screenshots of every love note Vivian had sent Alex a year ago.

When I'd discovered those messages back then, Alex had knelt before me, sobbing.

He'd deleted every last one right in front of my eyes.

Now, every single screenshot had been recovered.

Saved again. Neatly arranged in chronological order.

This phone had been sitting in the desk where he worked every single day.

A whole year of devotion. A whole year of tenderness.

The truth had been right there the entire time — within arm's reach.

But it never occurred to me to look through his drawers.

Because I'd trusted him without reservation.

I let out a bitter, mocking laugh.

I pulled out my own phone and screenshotted everything that mattered.

I backed up all the photos and videos and sent them straight to my private email.

Then I called Bramwell.

"Archive everything I just sent you," I told him. "Submit it along with the Bond dissolution petition as evidence to the Alpha Council."

After I'd handled all of that, my body suddenly felt wrong.

A dull, tightening pain gripped my lower abdomen.

I didn't dare ignore it — not with a seven-month baby inside me.

I called an Omega servant and had him drive me to the pack's medical center.

The car stopped at the entrance. I stepped out, one hand pressed to my belly.

I pushed open the doors.

And there, walking out of the examination room at the far end of the hall, was Alex — with Vivian on his arm.

One of Vivian's hands rested gently on her slightly swollen stomach.

Her other hand clung to Alex's arm.

She wore a delicate, coy smile, tilting her head up to say something to him.

Alex's head was bowed, his gaze glued to Vivian's belly.

His eyes were soft, focused entirely on the life growing inside her.

As they walked, his hand hovered protectively around her waist.

I stood frozen in the doorway.

Vivian was pregnant too.

Alex looked up and his eyes met mine.

The tenderness on his face turned to stone. A flash of panic crossed his gaze.

Vivian followed his line of sight and saw me.

She spoke first, her voice quivering on the edge of tears.

"Luna... I didn't expect to run into you here..." She shrank back slightly. "Please don't hurt my baby. Whatever happened between us adults — the child is innocent..."

The moment those words left her mouth, Alex's entire body went rigid.

He immediately stepped forward and shielded Vivian behind him with his body.

His eyes locked onto me, full of suspicion, watching my every move.

He'd even tensed every muscle, fully expecting me to lunge at her.

I stared at Alex, standing guard over Vivian like that.

The old scars ripped wide open.

A year ago, I drank poison, collapsed in a pool of my own blood, and lost my child.

He'd rushed into the room — and the first person he reached for was Vivian.

Now Vivian was carrying his baby.

He was protecting her with everything he had, pouring all his love on her.

A violent wave of dizziness hit me.

My vision went black. Every ounce of strength drained from my body, and I collapsed.