CHAPTER 110: CHAPTER 110 ELLA IS PREGNANT

Caroline’s POV

Gasps erupted around the room. I felt as though the floor had dropped from beneath my feet.

"What did you say?" Draven’s voice was filled with rage.

"Oh, don’t act surprised, honey." Ella said sweetly, pulling medical papers from her folder. "Remember that wild night at your farewell party? You had me on your office couch, where we went crazy..."

Eleanor immediately moved to my side, placing an arm around my shoulders.

The room began to spin around me.I could hear whispers spreading among the guests.

"That’s impossible," Draven snapped. "Nothing happened between us, Ella. You’re lying."

"Am I?" She pushed the papers at him. "These test results say something else. I’m carrying the next Storm Valley heir. Pack laws are clear, Alpha. You have duties now."

The world around me slowed down. I could hear voices, see people moving, but everything felt far away, as if I was underwater, everything muted and unclear. A cold emptiness spread through my body.

Rory whimpered in confusion. The beautiful setup, the flowers, all our hope, it was all falling apart.

"Carrie? Carrie, look at me," Eleanor’s voice sounded distant. I barely noticed her worried face in front of mine. "Don’t listen to her."

But all I could see was Draven taking the papers from Ella, his face hard to read as he looked at them. The way she stared at him, with that smug little smile, it was too much.

"Is it true?" I asked, barely loud enough to hear myself.

Draven looked up, his eyes meeting mine. "Caroline, these papers look real, but this can’t be true. I just need time to..."

That was all I needed to hear. The papers looked real. She might really be pregnant with his child.

Something inside me gave out. After everything with Marcus, after being lied to and left behind so many times... I couldn’t go through it again. I couldn’t watch someone I loved be tied to another woman because of a baby.

"Get her out of here," I heard Clara say firmly. "Take her somewhere quiet while we handle this."

I felt Eleanor’s arm around me, gently leading me away from the noise. As we headed for the exit, I heard Draven shouting my name, but Eleanor didn’t stop.

"Elle, I need to..." I tried to speak, but no sound came out.

"Not now," Eleanor said, calm but firm. "Let’s get you somewhere safe first."

As she led me into the elevator, I looked back one last time. The ceremony space was a mess. Draven’s face was full of pain as Nate held him back from coming after me.

Eleanor took me to my office on a lower floor, helping me into a comfortable chair. She immediately poured me a glass of water from her desk and pressed it into my trembling hands.

"Drink this, sweetie," she said softly, her eyes full of concern. "Small sips."

I followed her instructions, but the cold water didn’t do anything to ease the tightness in my chest. Tears began to fall down my face, and I didn’t even try to stop them.

Kyle walked into the room and said to Eleanor, "I told the girls how Caroline’s doing. They’ll be down soon."

"Carrie, listen to me," Kyle knelt in front of me, taking my hands. "That woman is lying. There’s no way Draven would do that."

"You don’t know that," I whispered. "They’ve known each other for years. She’s from an important family in the pack. And I’m just nothing, a wolf with no scent and a child that isn’t his."

"Don’t say that," Kyle said sharply. "You mean everything to Draven. Everyone can see it."

I shook my head, more tears falling. "If she’s pregnant, if it’s his baby..."

Eleanor pulled me into a hug. "Let’s not jump to that. This could all be a setup."

But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Draven having a child with someone else. Everyone watching while I stood there, humiliated.

"I can’t do this, Elle," I cried. "I just can’t..."

"You don’t have to do anything now," she said gently, stroking my hair. "Just breathe. I’m right here."

My phone started buzzing nonstop in my bag, probably Draven calling, but Eleanor quietly picked it up and turned it off.

I was sipping tea, but the tears just kept falling. Suddenly, Draven burst into the room like a storm, walked straight to me, and dropped to his knees at my feet.

"Are you okay, my love?" Draven asked gently, his voice full of concern.

"Draven, what that woman said..." I tried to speak, but the words caught in my throat as I broke down again, sobbing.

"Please, let me talk to Carrie alone," Draven said. Eleanor and Kyle gave me a quick glance before stepping out of the room, leaving us alone.

Right before she left, Eleanor shot Draven a sharp glare.

"My love, what she said doesn’t change anything between us. I sent Ryan and Clara with her to a trusted clinic for testing. They’re already there. But I know she’s lying. The results will be out any minute now, and once Ryan returns, we’ll sort this out."

"Draven, of course it changes everything. If she’s pregnant, you have a child to take care of," I cried.

"Yes. If she’s pregnant. If the baby is mine. I will take responsibility for the child, but not for her. I won’t be forced to marry her just because she might be carrying my baby," he said firmly.

I looked at him sadly. I knew it wouldn’t be that simple. If Ella was carrying the future heir of the pack, and her father was one of the elders... Howard had always wanted Ella to become Luna of Storm Valley. And now, with a baby? What reason would they have not to crown her?

Was that why Howard mocked and challenged me in the elevator? Had he known about this all along?

I closed my eyes in despair, unwilling to look at Draven. He loved Liam so deeply. A big part of him had always dreamed of being a father. He was a man who took his duties seriously.

I reached up and touched his face. The expression he wore wasn’t just worry, it was fear.