All Chapters of Fated To The Human Doctor : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Christie’s POVThe elevator chimed, but I didn't move. I stood there, waiting for Lyon to answer my question. My heart was beating so hard it hurt. I needed to know if I was already losing a battle I hadn't even realized I was fighting.Lyon reached out, trying to take my hands, but I stepped back. He looked pained, his amber eyes searching mine. "Christie, listen to me. It is not as simple as you think. Our laws are ancient, yes, but they are not a cage.""Then tell me," I demanded. "Is she your Luna now?"Lyon took a deep breath, his chest heaving. "In our world, an Alpha is only tied to the woman who bears him his first heir if he does not have a mate at all, or if he has been rejected by his mate and is truly alone. In those cases, yes, the first woman to give him a son would be recognized. It is to ensure the bloodline continues."My heart sank. The room seemed to spin for a second. "So, if she has your son, she has a claim to your throne. She has a claim to you.""But I have

Lyon’s POVThe room was bathed in moonlight, making Christie’s pale skin glow against the dark sheets. She sat up slowly, her eyes wide with shock and lingering exhaustion. I had been sitting here for an hour, watching her sleep. The information from Ren was still keeping me restless. I hadn't gone back yet. I couldn't leave things like this."How did you get in here?" she whispered, her voice still thick with the remnants of her tears."I’m an Alpha, Christie. A locked door isn't going to keep me away from you," I said, my voice low and rough. I stood up from the armchair and walked toward the bed, sitting on the edge. "I came back because I couldn't let you go home thinking what you were thinking. I need to explain."She shook her head, pulling the blanket tighter around her shoulders. "What is there to explain, Lyon? You have a son. You have a past that has caught up with you.""I don't know that for sure,

Lyon’s POVI had spent the entire drive from the city building a wall around my heart. I had rehearsed the cold, clinical words I would use to demand DNA tests and legal proof. I was an Alpha; I was supposed to be governed by logic and the safety of my future with Christie. But as I stood in the doorway of the study, every bit of that resolve seemed to crumble into dust.Looking at Callum was like looking into a mirror that reached back twenty-five years. It wasn’t just the hair or the jawline; it was the way he sat—with a natural, quiet gravity that only the children of Alphas possessed. My chest felt tight, a strange, overwhelming affection washing over me that I wasn't prepared for. This wasn't a problem or a situation. This was a person. This was my blood.The boy suddenly slid off Nima’s lap, his small boots thudding against the rug. He didn't seem afraid of my size or the dark energy I usually carried. He tottered across the floor with the clumsy determination of a two-year-old

Lyon’s POVThe medical team arrived at the estate just as the sun began to climb higher in the sky. I stood in the hallway, watching them unpack their kits. Two doctors from the pack’s specialized clinic were led into the royal wing by Ren. They were quiet and professional, but I could see the curiosity in their eyes. They knew they weren't just taking blood from a child; they were potentially verifying the future of the pack.The process was quick. Callum didn't even cry when the needle pricked his arm. He just sat on the edge of the large bed, looking at the doctor with those big, amber eyes that mirrored my own. Once the samples were sealed, the lead doctor turned to me and bowed."It will take forty-eight hours to get a full, undeniable profile, Alpha," he said. "Because of the complexity of the Alpha bloodline, we cannot rush the results.""Forty-eight hours," I repeated. It felt like an eternity. "Keep the samples under guard. No one goes near that lab but the two of you. Do you

Lyon’s POVI stood on the balcony of my study, looking down at the manicured lawns of the inner courtyard. I expected to see Kendra and Raynka at each other’s throats. Kendra was ambitious and had spent years positioning herself to be my Luna. Raynka had just arrived with a biological heir. By all pack logic, they should have been enemies.Instead, I saw them walking side by side near the rose bushes. They were talking in low, hushed tones, their heads bent together like old friends. Raynka was gesturing toward the garden where Callum was playing, and Kendra was nodding, a small, calculating smile on her face. It was a united front that chilled me to the bone. They weren't fighting for the same piece of the pie; they were dividing it up.I turned away from the balcony and stormed down the stairs. I found them a few minutes later near the stone fountain. Raynka looked up and gave me a sweet, empty smile, while Kendra didn't even flinch."