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Chosen by the cursed Alpha king Ripening seasons
The months passed not with thunder, but with ripening.Summer deepened over Red Moon, turning the fields golden and the nights warm and slow. Life no longer felt fragile. It felt steady, predictable, and almost gentle.True to her word, Aria never forgot.Messengers from Iron Crest arrived at least twice a month , sometimes more, bearing woven baskets heavy with fruit, jars of honey sealed in wax, and clay bottles of fresh milk wrapped carefully in cloth.The first time it happened, I had cried.The second time, I laughed. By the fifth, it had become tradition.“She’s spoiling you,” Damon had muttered once as he inspected a particularly extravagant basket overflowing with figs and pomegranates.“She’s nourishing your heir,”I corrected, already reaching for a peach.Now, my pregnancy was impossible to ignore.My belly had grown round and proud, stretching beneath flowing dresses. My steps were slower, and my appetite was relentless.I ate at dawn, i ate at noon, and ate before bed.And
Chosen by the cursed Alpha king The quiet goodbye
The Quiet Goodbye The night air was warm, carrying faint laughter from the courtyard below. Through the open balcony doors, I could hear the men , Damon, Cory, and Antonio , their voices relaxed, threaded with the occasional burst of laughter. The sharp scent of wine drifted upward, mixed with the earthy smell of night grass. Victory still lingered in the air. Celebration still hummed softly beneath the packhouse roof. Inside my chamber, candles flickered gently as Aria helped me loosen the laces of my dress. She had always done this for me. Not because she had to, but because she wanted to. But tonight, her hands were slower and quieter. “You’ve barely spoken,” I said lightly, trying to lift the mood. “Did Cory exhaust you already with tales of battle?” A faint smile touched her lips, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “He does like to relive every detail,” she admitted softly. I turned slightly to face her as she folded my dress carefully and set it aside. “I’m happy for you
Chosen by the cursed Alpha king A seat at the table
The morning after victory felt different.Not loud, not frantic, but full.For the first time in what felt like months, the breakfast hall was alive with warmth rather than tension. Sunlight streamed through the tall arched windows, spilling gold across the long polished table.And every seat was occupied.Damon sat at the head, relaxed in a way only peace could allow. Antonio to his right. Cory across from him. Eloise beside Antonio.And Aria? Aria sat among us.Not at the far end. Not rising every few minutes to refill cups or collect plates.Not dressed in the muted fabrics of a working omega.She wore deep blue that morning , the color rich against her skin. Her hair was styled simply but elegantly, no longer tied back for labor. A subtle Iron Crest insignia rested at her shoulder.She sat straight, composed, and radiant.Golden plates gleamed before her, identical to those set before the rest of us.The transformation was undeniable. She was no longer simply Aria of Red Moon.She
Chosen by the cursed Alpha king Victory and claim
I kept track of the days, and noticed that a week passed.Seven long, stretching days. Yet no word, no messenger, no falcon bearing a sealed letter.Red Moon remained standing, functioning, and breathing , but tension crept like fog through its halls. Patrols doubled. The elders whispered more frequently. Even the pups sensed something was off, their games quieter, their laughter less wild.I felt it too. Restlessness.An ache beneath my ribs that had nothing to do with pregnancy.But I refused to let anxiety consume me.Stress would not serve the life inside me.So I kept busy.Reviewed reports, met with captains, sat with omegas, listened to concerns, smiled when necessary, and breathed when alone.Each night, I stepped onto the balcony and searched the horizon.Each night, I whispered a prayer for the moon goddess to bring him back.**********It was near sunset on the seventh day.I was seated at the long dining table, forcing myself to eat despite the knot in my stomach. Bacon. E
Chosen by the cursed Alpha king The quiet between heartbeats
The pack was peaceful.Too peaceful.The kind of calm that pressed against the ears and made every distant sound feel exaggerated. No clashing armor. No commanding voices in the courtyard. No steady patrol rotations shifting at dawn and dusk with military precision.Red Moon breathed. But it breathed differently.From the balcony outside my chambers, I watched the empty training grounds below. A few younger wolves sparred lightly under supervision, but the intensity was gone. The seasoned warriors had marched out before sunrise two days ago.And with them, our mates, our anchors, our certainty.The wind carried only birdsong now, not the metallic scent of readiness.I rested a hand over my stomach.The bond between Damon and me felt stretched thin by distance, but not weakened. I could sense him focused, alive, and resolute.Still, absence is loud.********Eloise joined me first that morning.She didn’t announce herself. She simply leaned against the balcony rail, staring outward.“H
Chosen by the cursed Alpha king Before the sun
The D-day arrived faster than any of us were prepared for.The sky was still ink-dark when the first horns sounded across Red Moon territory. Torches burned along the courtyard walls, their flames bending in the early morning wind. Armor clinked. Boots struck stone. Low murmurs of warriors greeting one another filled the air.From the grand staircase of the packhouse entrance, I watched them gather.Rows upon rows of Red Moon warriors.Disciplined, armed, and ready. The red insignia stitched across their chests caught the torchlight like embers.At the center of it all stood Cory.No longer the broken man staring at the sky.No longer the displaced brother confined to a guarded room.He wore fitted armor now,dark steel with subtle crimson accents Damon had ordered prepared for him. A sword hung at his hip. Another blade rested across his back.Antonio stood before him, handing him a final weapon , a short iron dagger.“For close quarters,” Antonio said evenly.Cory took it with a nod
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