LOGINElena approached more slowly, her eyes bright with unshed tears. She embraced me gently, as if I might break, before pulling back with her hands still on my shoulders. One eyebrow arched elegantly upward.
"Wait," she said, her keen mind replaying my exact words. "Did you say 'nieces or nephews'? Plural?"My smile widened as fresh tears threatened. "Yes. We're having twins."Elena pulled me into another embrace, this one tighter than the first. "Oh, Emma! Twins!" She laughed against my shoulder, the sound bright with joy. "Leave it to you to outdo everyone else. One royal baby wasn't enough?""Blame Theo," I replied, wiping at my damp cheeks. "Twins run in his family."Elijah clapped Theo on the shoulder, his expression a mixture of congratulations and warning. "Two babies. My sister is carrying two royal heirs. I hope you've increased security accordingly.""Trust me," Theo replied, his voice taking on the edge of steel that emerThe room erupted into applause, guests rising to their feet in a wave of movement and sound. Emma's grip tightened on my hand, her smile radiant though I felt the slight tension in her body through our touch. Artemis pushed forward, her golden-green presence visible in Emma's eyes for just a moment—pride and protectiveness mingling as she accepted the acknowledgment of her growing pups."To the royal heirs!" someone called from the crowd, raising a glass in toast. The sentiment echoed around the room, crystal flutes lifting in celebration."To new beginnings," I added, raising my own glass with my free hand, my other arm now wrapped protectively around Emma's waist.As we retook our seats, the room buzzed with excited conversation. Servers appeared with dessert—a simple lemon tart that had become one of the few sweets Emma could tolerate—and wine flowed freely. Pack leaders approached our table one by one to offer congratulations, each interaction carrying
I adjusted my collar for the fifth time, amber cufflinks catching the light as I turned before the mirror. Tonight, we would tell the world. The secret Emma and I had carried for weeks would become real, official, incontrovertible. My children—our children—would no longer exist only in hushed conversations and medical appointments but would become part of the kingdom's consciousness, its future made tangible. Aeson paced restlessly within me, his protective instincts flaring at the thought of so many eyes on our pregnant mate. *Must protect,* he insisted, though we both knew the real threats wouldn't come from tonight's carefully vetted guest list.The past week had been a blur of rage and strategy sessions since the mockery of justice at the Humphreys' trial. I'd spent hours with Simpson reviewing jury members' backgrounds, financial records, personal connections—anything that might explain the inexplicable verdict. So far, we'd found nothing concrete, though two jurors ha
A murmur of shock rippled through the courtroom. Fifteen minutes was unheard of for deliberation on such serious charges.*Something wrong,* Artemis growled, her hackles rising. *Not normal.*"That's impossible," Theo muttered, echoing my Lycan's concern. "They couldn't have properly reviewed the sentencing guidelines that quickly."Christian's expression darkened. "Unless the decision was made before they entered the room."The implications of his words hung in the air between us as the courtroom refilled. My stomach churned with a nausea that had nothing to do with pregnancy. If the jury had been compromised, if Benjamin had managed to reach into the justice system itself...Judge Montague returned, her expression unreadable as she took her seat. The defendants were brought back in, and I noticed a subtle change in their demeanor – a loosening of Lady Humphreys' shoulders, a slight upward tilt to Lord Humphreys' mouth that wasn't quite
The two weeks between Christian and Lola’s return and the trial of Lord and Lady Humphreys both flew past and lasted an eternity.I pressed my hand against my mouth, fighting another wave of nausea as the car approached the courthouse. The twins were particularly active this morning, making their presence known through rolling queasiness that had become my constant companion. Beside me, Theo's fingers tightened around mine, his thumb tracing soothing circles on my skin. Through the tinted windows, I could see the imposing stone facade of the courthouse, its cold grandeur a fitting backdrop for what should have been justice finally served. Artemis stirred restlessly within me, her protective instincts on high alert both for our unborn children and for Lola, whose pale face reflected in the opposite window showed the strain of facing her parents' betrayal once more."Are you alright?" Theo murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear.I nodded, not
The palace gardens glowed in the gentle light of early evening, the fading sun casting long shadows across manicured lawns and blooming flower beds. Staff had arranged an intimate table beneath a pergola draped in climbing roses, their scent sweet and heady in the warm air. Lanterns hung from the wooden beams, not yet lit but waiting for the darkness to deepen. It was secluded, peaceful, far from the formal dining rooms where politics and duty dominated every conversation."This is perfect," Lola breathed as we approached, her eyes taking in the simple elegance of the setting. "Exactly what we need after the drive back.""How was Moonstone Cove?" I asked as we settled into our seats, a server appearing silently to pour wine for the others and sparkling water for me. "I've only seen pictures—Theo's never taken me there."Christian and Lola exchanged glances, something private and warm passing between them. "It's extraordinary," Christian replied. "Isolated
I stood at the window, watching the royal motorcade wind its way up the palace drive, one hand resting protectively over my still-flat stomach. The twins had decided that afternoons were an excellent time for making their presence known, and a wave of nausea rolled through me as I spotted Christian and Lola in the back seat of the leading vehicle. Artemis stirred within me, excited to see our pack members returning, her joy momentarily overriding my physical discomfort. Two weeks had transformed Christian's mate—even from this distance, I could see the easy way Lola leaned toward him, her body language open and relaxed in a way it hadn't been since before the explosion. Whatever healing they'd found at Moonstone Cove had clearly worked wonders."They're here," I called to Theo, who emerged from his office with papers still clutched in one hand. He'd been working ceaselessly on security plans for the expedited trial, his shoulders carrying the tension of a man trying to prot







