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The Alpha watches

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The cold stone floor presses against my bare feet as two omegas lead me through the long hallways of the Alpha mansion. My new dress feels tight across my chest, the corset squeezing me until each breath is a struggle. The fabric is soft, too soft… nothing like the rough clothes my aunt always forced on me.

The walls are lit by torches, the flames flickering and hissing, throwing shadows that dance like ghosts. Every corner feels too big for someone like me. Too grand,Too bright,Too important.

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  • Chosen by the cursed Alpha king    Under the half moon

    It began before dawn.A sharp, tightening pain pulled me from sleep though not loud, not violent , but certainly contractions.I stayed still for a moment, breathing slowly, and waiting.Then it came again, stronger than ever. My hand flew instinctively to my belly.“Damon,” I whispered urgently, shaking him.He was awake in an instant.“What is it?”Another contraction gripped me, stealing my breath. “ It’s time. The baby is coming.”I had never seen a man move so fast in my life.He was off the bed before I could finish inhaling, already pulling on trousers, already shouting down the hallway.“Wake up! Get the nurse! Prepare hot water! Now!”Doors flew open. Footsteps thundered across the packhouse. Within minutes, the entire household was alive.Warm rags were brought. Basins of steaming water filled the room. Blankets were laid out. The pack nurse arrived, calm but swift, already assessing me with experienced eyes.Damon hovered at my side like a storm barely contained.“I want he

  • Chosen by the cursed Alpha king    The weight of words

    It came to me suddenly like a whisper carried on the wind.My aunt. I had not seen her in a long while.Between war, peace treaties, pregnancies, losses, and celebrations, time had slipped past me. Yet she had once been one of the few remnants of my mother’s world , the only blood relative who still lived within reach.“I want to visit my aunt,” I told Eloise one quiet afternoon.Eloise looked up from where she had been sorting herbs for tea.“Today?”“Yes. I don’t know why, but I feel like I should.”She smiled softly. “Then let’s go. I’ll come with you.”I didn’t hesitate to agree.The walk through the pack grounds was slow but pleasant. The air was warm, and my steps were careful but steady. My belly had grown beautifully round now, impossible to ignore ,and impossible for others not to notice.We had barely crossed the courtyard when two older pack women approached us.“Luna!” one of them called warmly.I smiled. They bowed lightly before straightening.“You are glowing,” the seco

  • Chosen by the cursed Alpha king    What the future holds

    What really does the future holds?Pregnancy changes a woman, but loss changes her even more.Though my belly had grown beautifully round and my cravings had become almost comical, there were nights when I lay awake staring at the ceiling, my palm resting protectively over my stomach, fear whispering quietly in the dark.I had once carried life before, and I had once lost it.No amount of joy from the pack, no reassurances from Damon, no steady peace across Red Moon could fully silence that memory. It lived somewhere deep inside me though not sharp anymore, but present.This child felt stronger, heavier, and more insistent.But uncertainty does not disappear simply because hope grows.It walks beside it.That was why, the evening after supper, I finally turned to Damon.“I want to see the seer,” I told him gently.He did not respond immediately. His jaw tightened slightly, the way it always did when something unsettled him.“You are healthy,” he said. “The doctor sees no issue.”“I k

  • Chosen by the cursed Alpha king    The garden of mothers

    There is a different kind of strength in women who carry life.I saw it clearly that afternoon as I stood in the garden watching them arrive one by one with hands resting on rounded bellies, babies balanced on hips, laughter already floating through the warm air.This tea gathering had become a tradition.The first time I organized it, I had been pregnant with my first child , scared, nervous, unsure, overwhelmed by everything my body was becoming. I had needed guidance. Needed community. Needed to know I was not alone.So I created one.Now, carrying life again, I decided it would no longer be occasional.It would be a norm.Low tables had been arranged beneath the flowering trees. Cushions were placed carefully on the grass. Porcelain teacups gleamed beside plates of fruit, warm bread, and honey cakes. The air smelled of chamomile and mint.Pregnant women, nursing mothers, and young wives who hoped to conceive soon. All gathered together.And this time, Eloise sat among them.I watc

  • 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

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