Seducing My Ex's Father In Law (Submitting to My Mate's Father-in-Law) by Caroline Above Story updated 2025 - 26 - Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law Chapter 912

Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law Chapter 912

I was somehow back in my bedroom.

Not the room I shared with Gavin at the villa. Not the one at the mansion.

This was my childhood bedroom—my parents’ house.

I was wearing the same pajamas I’d worn growing up: the ones with the tiny flowers on the pants and the matching pink tank top. Somehow, they still fit, even though I’d grown.

My hair was twisted into a messy bun, just like it used to be.

Then I looked down at my stomach.

I wasn’t pregnant.

My heart dropped violently. My hand flew to my belly as I searched for something—anything—but there was nothing there. No warmth. No movement.

My body began to tremble, fear and disbelief crashing into me all at once.

My baby boy… he was gone.

It was as if he had never existed at all.

Tears burned my eyes as panic set in, my chest tightening painfully. I opened my mouth to scream for Gavin—

—but froze.

A shadow appeared beneath the door.

Someone was there. Someone about to come in.

Hope surged through me. Please let it be Gavin. I needed him. I needed answers. I needed to know what had happened to our baby.

The doorknob turned, and the door creaked open.

I rushed forward, arms already lifting, tears stinging as I prepared to collapse into his embrace.

But when the door opened fully and Gavin wasn’t there, I stopped short.

A woman stood in the doorway—someone I didn’t recognize.

And holy hell… she was stunning.

Her long blonde hair spilled down her back, and her eyes were the bluest I had ever seen—bright and impossibly deep, framed by dark lashes. Her cheekbones were so sharp they seemed capable of cutting through the tension in the room. She was tall, draped in a shimmering white dress that hugged her delicate figure.

Her porcelain skin practically glowed, and a gentle smile curved her full pink lips.

The moment I saw her, a strange calm washed over me.

Yet the ache in my chest—the absence in my body—kept me grounded.

“Hello, Judy Montague,” she said softly.

Her voice was musical, warm in a way that sent a strange sensation through me—something deeper than comfort. Deeper than anything I’d ever felt before, even with Gavin.

“Where’s Gavin?” I asked.

My voice was steadier than I felt. “And where’s my baby?”

The word baby cracked as it left my lips.

“You have nothing to worry about,” she said gently. “Your baby is safe—and with his father.”

My eyes widened.

Gavin had our baby.

I looked down at my stomach again. There was no sign that I’d ever been pregnant at all. No soreness. No exhaustion. No sense of having given birth.

And it was too soon. I was only six months along.

I knew my pregnancy had been progressing unusually fast—but not this fast.

I looked back up at her and instinctively took a step away. I didn’t feel threatened… but she was still a stranger standing in my room.

She stepped farther inside.

The door closed behind her.

I blinked, confused.

She hadn’t touched it.

It had simply… shut.

“You do not need to fear me, child,” she said calmly. “I would never harm you. In fact, I love you very much. I only want what is best for you.”

“You must believe that.”

I let out a slow breath.

I wasn’t sure how I knew she was telling the truth—but I did.

“Who are you?” I asked quietly.

“You don’t need me to tell you,” she replied. “You already know. Look within yourself—listen to your wolf—and the answers will come.”

Without meaning to, my eyes fluttered shut.

I felt my wolf stir, brushing against me, her presence warm and familiar. Whispered words reached my ears—soft, ancient, undeniable.

My eyes flew open.

Tears filled them—but this time, they weren’t born of fear or panic.

They were tears of relief.

“The Moon Goddess…” I whispered.

Her smile widened, radiant and brilliant, her entire form glowing brighter with it.

And in that moment, I knew—with absolute certainty—that I was right.