The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 272 Avery's POV The hunger pains had gotten worse. "You need to eat," my wolf whined. "If not for yourself, then for the baby..." I clenched my jaw and rolled over on my bed shivering beneath the pile of furs." There won't be a baby to worry about if he forces me to abort it." My wolf whimpered in response, but she knew I was right. I'd been on my hunger strike since yesterday-hadn't eaten a single thing since breakfast, which I threw up after only eating a single bite of scrambled eggs. It wasn't easy. Not while I was pregnant.

And honestly, I didn't even know if it was making a difference. It felt like I was locked in a battle of wills with Asher, both of us waiting for the other to back down to no avail. But I would keep going. I'd made my demands: let me keep my baby, or I would starve. His precious "princess" wouldn't survive. What would he do then? How would he rebuild his so-called "kingdom" without me? He couldn't. He needed me. Which meant that he would have to listen to me sooner or later. As if on cue, the tent flap opened.

I expected Deirdre to enter again, holding another tray of food that I would refuse to eat. But to my surprise, it was Asher. I sat up, pulling the covers up to my chest, and warily eyed the tray he was holding as I slipped the engagement ring onto my finger beneath the blankets. This time, it was a juicy steak. The scent of the grilled meat made my mouth water, but I clamped my teeth together, refusing to let him manipulate me. "I'm not eating that," I said firmly as he approached my bed.

up the utensils. "You can't make me." "Watch me." He cut the steak with precise, harsh movements, then speared the piece on a fork and approached my bed. The look in his eye made me instinctively leap

fork against my lips. "No!" "Just fucking eat it-" "NO!" I ripped off the ring, and my wolf's strength surged. I grabbed his wrist just

someone shouting, "OW!" Asher stared at me