LOGINAVA
The first Monday in June was always an interesting one at school. It was the first day of the formal summer training season. The weather was warm enough that everyone was expected to train outdoors, and all indoor training was put on the backburner unless absolutely necessary. It was never necessary.
I stood in front of the mirror in the changing rooms at school, yanking my curly brown hair into a rough bun to keep it out of the way during my training session with Beta Alexander. Normally my green eyes sparkled with excitement at training with the Beta, but today, not so much.
At lunch time, I was cornered in the cafeteria, my lunch dumped straight over my head. I could have taken down the people responsible easily enough, but the Beta and I had determined that I needed to keep what I was capable of under wraps just until I was ready for it to become public knowledge.
My wolf was special, and once that knowledge was out, there was no turning back. Artemis was a beautiful black wolf with striking yellow eyes and a silver crescent moon on her chest. It was a unique colour; not many wolves were true black. That combined with the fact I could hide my scent was a lifesaver though; I could run as my wolf through the woods without worrying about running into people I didn’t particularly want to see.
I pulled my sports bra and leggings over my curves, having to do what I refer to as the ‘skinny jeans dance’ to wiggle the leggings over my curves. Once I was ready, I dragged myself out to the training grounds, ready to get my training session rolling.
“Ava, how was school?” Beta Alexander threw his arm around my shoulders when I reached the training ground.
I grimaced. “Not great, Beta.”
“I’m sorry, Ava. If you would tell me what is going on, I could help you out.”
“It’s fine, Beta, I’ve got this. Not long anyway and I think I’m ready to start kicking their backsides.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that, Ava, because I had a request for you.”
I met his eyes, one eyebrow raised.
“I want you to start joining me for the pack training sessions. I need a second pair of hands to teach the sessions, demonstrating new moves, feeding back where improvements can be made and the like.”
My eyes were wide.
“It’s time, Ava,” Artemis’ voice ran through my mind. “We’ve got this. You’re strong, independent, and fierce. It’s time the pack saw what we can do.”
I smiled, both in my mind and in person. “Okay, Beta. Let’s do this.”
His arm around my shoulders tightened, pulling me in against him. He really was like an honorary adoptive father to me.
“Thank you, Ava. We can start from Wednesday.”
“Looking forward to it, Beta!”
He smiled. “Good. Now go run your laps.”
I grumbled under my breath as I started my run. I loved my training sessions with Beta Alexander, and I understood why stamina at a run was necessary, but I hated running loops around the training field.
Once I’d run my ten kilometres, I stopped in front of him, taking a drink of water. “New personal best, Ava, well done.” He smiled. “Shall we spar?”
We took up our positions on the large mat we had out just for us two, circling each other, looking for our opening. “Let’s do this, Beta,” I taunted, a grin on my face.
He moved first, feigning a punch to the left side of my face, but bringing his leg around in a roundhouse kick instead. I dodged both, jumping over his leg and dipping under his arm. It was a complicated thing to land, but one that was made easier by my height.
He laughed when I landed it. “Damn, you’re making that look easier every time.”
I smirked back at him, before darting under his arms to land a series of punches to his stomach, before spinning around him to target his kidneys and finally an elbow to the back of his neck.
He growled at the hit, spinning back around to face me, but I’d already moved again so I was behind him. I was fast on my feet; I had to be. My size meant I’d never be able to overpower an opponent with strength, so I had to be faster, more agile.
I kicked straight into the back of his knee, kicking his legs out from under him, letting him buckle to the floor. Wrapping my arm around his neck, I attempted to get him in a chokehold, but he threw me backwards, spinning to straddle my waist, my arms ending pinned above my head.
I let him think he’d pinned me for a second, just enough for him to drop his guard. As soon as he did, I brought my legs up, running them around his back and using my grip to flip him onto his back.
The match went on for a long time, both of us getting good hits in and knocking the other on their back, only for them to recover and return the favour.
By the time we called time on sparring, we were both dripping with sweat, but laughing.
“Jeez, Ava, I swear you’re faster every time we spar.”
I grinned at him. “I’ve had the best teacher, Beta.” I chucked him a bottle of water, which he accepted gladly.
We moved on to swimming; he had me tread water for what felt like an eternity whilst holding a 100 kilo crash test dummy with him attempting to distract me. All I had to do was keep the head above the water, hopefully not letting my ‘Alpha’ drown.
“That’s enough for today, Ava,” he called out, his voice proud as I dragged myself back out of the pool. “Tomorrow we’ll do strength training and defensive techniques.”
“Sounds like a plan, Beta,” I gave him a high five as we turned and walked back in the direction of the main compound.
Where Oscar had been exuberant, Theo was intense—his movements controlled but charged with emotion. His hand at my waist was protective, his eyes rarely leaving my face as we moved through the steps of a traditional wolf dance."You should rest soon," he murmured, ever vigilant. "You've been on your feet for hours.""I'm pregnant, not invalid," I reminded him, though his concern touched me. "Besides, I'm enjoying myself too much to stop now."His expression softened slightly. "You do look happy, Ava. Happier than I've seen you in years.""I am," I admitted, the simple truth of it swelling in my chest. "Completely, utterly happy."The dance ended, and Callum stepped forward for the final royal pairing of the evening. His style was different again—solid, reliable, but with moments of surprising grace. He held me securely, creating a bubble of calm amid the swirling activity of the ballroom."You'll tell me if you need to leave," he
"Tonight, as we celebrate the conclusion of our festival, I ask you to carry this spirit of renewal forward. To nurture the seeds of hope in your own hearts and communities. To remember that even the longest wait can culminate in blessings beyond imagination."I could practically feel the curiosity from my Kings—this wasn't the ending we'd rehearsed. But I couldn't help myself. The joy I carried demanded expression, even if veiled in metaphor."Let us dance tonight not just to mark an ending, but to celebrate the countless beginnings that await us all. For I believe with all my heart that this coming year will bring wonders we have only dared to dream of."I raised my glass, and the hall followed suit, hundreds of goblets lifting in unison."To our kingdom," I declared. "To our future. To dreams fulfilled."The response was immediate and thunderous—cheers and raised glasses, wolves standing from their seats to honor the toast. As I turned
I stood before the mirror in our royal chamber, fingers tracing the emerald silk of my gown where it draped over my still-flat stomach. Six weeks pregnant with twins, and not a soul knew beyond the five of us. The secret nestled beneath my heart felt like a flame—warm, bright, growing stronger with each passing day. Tonight marked the end of our Christmas festival, culminating in the Grand Ball where I would address our kingdom surrounded by my four Kings. My speech, carefully crafted to celebrate renewal and future joy, now held deeper meaning than anyone but Callum, Oscar, Theo, and Noah could possibly understand.*You look radiant,* Artemis murmured within me, her presence warm and satisfied. *Our pack will see your glow and wonder.*"Will they guess?" I whispered aloud, smoothing the fabric once more. The gown had been designed months ago, before I'd known about the pregnancy—its empire waist a fortunate coincidence that now served to conceal any changes my bod
I nestled deeper into the nest of pillows my kings had insisted on arranging around me, watching the last light of Boxing Day fade beyond our windows. My body ached pleasantly from the celebrations—not from any strain, as they'd barely let me lift a finger, but from the constant, joyful tension of containing emotions too large for my frame. Two days of knowing I carried twins, of watching revelation and wonder bloom repeatedly on four beloved faces, had left me simultaneously exhausted and more alive than I'd ever been. Artemis hummed contentedly within me, her presence a warm blanket wrapped around the tiny sparks of life nestled beneath my heart."Comfortable?" Noah asked, his voice a low rumble as he settled beside me, one hand automatically reaching to adjust a pillow that didn't need adjusting."Any more comfortable and I might melt into the mattress," I replied, smiling as Oscar flopped dramatically across the foot of our enormous bed, his blonde hair still d
I couldn't stop grinning. Even as I helped Theo arrange the silverware on our private dining table, my face ached with the strain of a smile that refused to fade. Twins. Ava was carrying twins. After five years of waiting, of watching hope flicker and dim in her beautiful green eyes with each disappointment, our queen was pregnant with two pups. The knowledge buzzed through my veins like the finest champagne, making my movements jerky with barely contained excitement. Dionysus prowled restlessly within me, his joy manifesting as a constant, pleasant pressure against my consciousness."Oscar, the forks go on the left," Noah reminded me, his voice gentler than the correction would normally warrant. Even he, our most composed king, couldn't hide the tremor of excitement in his hands as he folded napkins into elaborate shapes."Right. Left. Same difference," I replied, quickly swapping the utensils while throwing a glance toward the bedroom door. "Shouldn't Callum be b
Silence fell over the bed as they processed the clues, each looking from their box to the others', piecing together the fragmented riddle. I held my breath, watching comprehension spread across Oscar's face first—his eyes snapping to mine, lips parting in shocked delight."Ava?" he whispered, the single word loaded with question.I nodded, tears already gathering in my eyes.Callum caught on next, his steady gaze locking with mine as understanding transformed his features. His hand moved instinctively toward my stomach before freezing mid-air, as if afraid to touch me.Noah and Theo realised almost simultaneously—Noah with a sharp intake of breath, Theo with a sudden stillness that seemed to stop time itself."You're pregnant," Noah said, the words not a question but a statement filled with wonder. "You're actually pregnant."Tears spilled onto my cheeks as I nodded again. "Six weeks," I confirmed, voice breaking with emotion. "I







