Our Babies 27

Chapter 27 

Four days. 

Ana had been in the Blood Moon Pack for four full days, and each one had been so 

unbearable. 

It wasn’t because of the food or the treatment. No, she was treated well enough. She had a small room at the edge of the main pack house. Omegas brought meals to her about four times a day, and she got proper medical attention for her healing injuries. 

But the glares were unbearable. 

The pack members knew exactly who she was. She didn’t know how, but they knew. The omegas who delivered her meals, the pack members who passed her, their eyes said what they didn’t say with their mouth. She wasn’t welcome there. 

And Alastair? 

He didn’t need to say much either. His disdain and hate for her was loud and clear. The first morning after she arrived, he had shown up at her door, his arms folded and his face hard. 

“Let’s make something clear,” he said coldly. “You’re here because my wife asked me to allow it. I’m not interested in your tears or your games. Don’t try anything foolish while you’re in this pack, or I’ll drag you out by your hair myself.” 

Then he left without another word. 

Ana had shut her door slowly with her jaw clenched and her heart pounding. 

She had seen hate before. She had seen it in Silas’s eyes after he snapped. But this was different. Alastair’s hate was steady and firm. She didn’t stand a chance with him. 

The idea of seducing him evaporated immediately he glared at her like she was something that needed to be burned off the earth. 

However, even though all those things were painful, they were nothing compared to the daily torment of watching Willow live the life that Ana had dreamed of. 

Everyone adored Willow. 

The warriors bowed respectfully to her. The omegas smiled when they spoke to her. The elders nodded warmly when she passed. Even the pups, those irritating little creatures, ran up to her and hugged her legs, calling her “Luna.” 

Ana watched it all from a distance and burned with envy. The pack adored her like she was a goddess. No one spoke ill of her, no one rolled their eyes behind her back. She had everything Ana had wanted. 

She didn’t just have the title, but she had the love, the respect, the security, and the 

power. 

And Alastair worshipped her. 

He never raised his voice at her. He never dismissed her. He walked beside her, and not ahead of her. He opened doors for her, pulled her chair out, kissed her hand every chance he got. And whenever they walked together his hand was always around her 

waist. 

Ana had to look away several times to keep from snapping. 

What did these Alphas even see in Willow? First Silas, now Alastair? 

Was it the soft voice? Those innocent eyes? The way she always acted like she was the victim? Ana didn’t understand it. 

Ana had tried so hard to be strong, to be cunning, to be beautiful and desirable, and it had gotten her nothing. But Willow? Willow just had to smile and everyone bowed. 

It made Ana sick, but she had to be patient. 

Finally, on the fifth day, her opportunity came. 

Alastair went for a meeting with his Beta and Gamma in a neighboring territory. He was expected to be gone until the evening. While Willow had remained behind to take care of the pack. 

Ana overheard the guards talking about it during breakfast. 

She hadn’t spoken to Willow since the first day, but Ana knew where Willow spent her afternoons. She was usually in the garden, drinking tea as she wrote in her notebook. 

In the afternoon, Ana took her chance. 

She waited until the omega brought Willow her snacks and tea, then quietly followed 

behind. 

The guards didn’t bother stopping her, even though they glared at her. After all, she had been here for four days without causing a scene. 

Willow was sitting alone, backing the door as she arranged some papers on the table. She didn’t hear Ana enter. 

Ana’s eyes scanned the room, and she noticed the glass of water that was beside the tea. Perfect. 

She reached into her robe and pulled out a tiny paper packet. The powder inside was odorless and tasteless. Ana wasn’t stupid. The poison wouldn’t kill Willow immediately, but it would take effect after Ana’s days here were up. By that time, she would be long gone.