LOGINKira's POVThe villa was finally quiet.For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no elders arriving for meetings, no officials waiting for Damon, no doctors hovering around me every five minutes, and no maids chasing me because I dared to carry a glass of water by myself.The Moon Festival had ended two days ago.The entire pack had spent days celebrating, laughing, dancing, and eating enough food to feed a small kingdom.And honestly?I was exhausted.Pregnancy exhaustion was different from normal exhaustion.Before, if I got tired, I could simply sleep and feel better.Now?I could wake up tired.Eat while tired.Sit while tired.And somehow still be tired.It felt unfair.Very unfair.I sat on the balcony outside our bedroom with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders.The evening breeze was cool.The sky above was painted orange and gold as the sun slowly disappeared beyond the mountains.For once, everything felt peaceful.No problems.No arguments.No secrets.Jus
Two weeks had passed since the truth about my mother's bloodline came to light.Surprisingly, life did not fall apart afterward.The sky did not crack open.The pack did not revolt.And Damon certainly did not allow anyone to look at me differently.If anything, he became even more unbearable."Careful.""Damon, I'm walking.""I know.""Then stop hovering.""I'm not hovering.""You are literally walking behind me.""That's called protecting my wife."I rolled my eyes as we walked through the enormous festival grounds.The annual Moon Festival was one of the biggest celebrations in the entire territory.Every pack under Damon's authority participated.Colorful banners hung between buildings.Silver lanterns floated overhead.Music filled the air.Children ran around laughing.Merchants sold everything imaginable.Food.Jewelry.Clothes.Handcrafted ornaments.Traditional decorations.Even from where I stood, I could smell roasted meat and sweet pastries.My stomach growled immediately.
The ride back from the old house felt longer than before.Not because the distance had changed.Not because the roads were bad.But because the sealed envelope resting on my lap felt heavier than anything I had ever carried.Aunt Selena sat beside me quietly.Neither of us spoke much.The diary remained inside my bag.The envelope remained in my hands.Untouched.Unread.Waiting.The entire drive, my eyes kept falling to my mother's handwriting.Just three words.To My Daughter.Every time I looked at it, my chest tightened.My mother had died the day I was born.Everything I knew about her came from photographs.Stories.Memories that belonged to other people.Not me.I had never heard her voice.Never felt her hug.Never watched her smile at me.Yet somehow, right now, it felt as if she was sitting beside me.Waiting patiently for me to open the letter."You don't have to read it immediately," Aunt Selena said softly.I looked up."What if I'm not ready?"She smiled sadly."I don't
Kira's POVTwo days later.I was leaving the villa secretly again.At this point, if Damon ever found out how many times I had slipped away without telling him, he would probably assign ten guards to follow me everywhere.Actually, no.Knowing Damon, it would be twenty.And somehow he would still insist it wasn't enough.I smiled to myself as I adjusted the light cardigan around my shoulders.The morning air was cool.The villa was unusually quiet.Damon had already left for work hours ago after giving me the same speech he gave every morning."Rest.""Don't stress yourself.""Call me if anything happens.""Don't climb anything.""Don't carry anything.""Don't walk too much.""Don't breathe too aggressively."Okay, maybe not the last one.But honestly, we were getting close.Ever since the doctor warned him about my pregnancy, Damon had become impossible.Sweet.Loving.Protective.But impossible.I gently rubbed my stomach.The baby had been unusually active lately.Almost as if he e
Kira's POVBy the time I returned to the villa, the sun was already beginning to set.Golden light spilled across the gardens.The fountains shimmered.The flowers swayed gently beneath the evening breeze.Everything looked peaceful.Normal.Yet my mind felt anything but normal.I sat quietly in the back seat during the drive home, staring out the window while Aunt Selena's words replayed endlessly inside my head.Your mother was human.Your grandfather married two wives.Your father loved her anyway.Blood never decides who deserves love.I rested a hand on my stomach.The baby kicked lightly.A tiny movement.Small.Gentle.Yet enough to make me smile."Hey there," I whispered softly.The movement came again.I laughed quietly."You're becoming stubborn already."The female guard sitting opposite me smiled."Young Alpha is greeting you."I smiled.Maybe.Or maybe the baby was simply hungry.That seemed more likely.Lately all this child ever wanted was food.The car rolled through t
Bloodlines That night, Damon did not leave my side for even a second. Not while we ate dinner. Not while the maids cleaned the room. Not even when I complained that he was staring at me too much. “You’re still doing it,” I muttered while adjusting the blanket around myself. Damon sat beside me on the bed, one arm resting behind my back protectively. “Doing what?” “Looking at me like someone offended you.” “They did offend me.” I sighed softly. The meeting with the elders had ended hours ago already, yet the atmosphere around him still felt cold. Heavy. Dangerous. He looked calmer now compared to earlier, but I knew Damon. His calmness was usually worse. That meant he was thinking. Planning. Probably deciding whose lives to ruin. I rubbed my stomach absentmindedly while staring down quietly. Human-born. The words kept replaying inside my head. “She is human-born.” I swallowed slowly. Damon noticed immediately. His fingers tilted my chin upward gently. “Don’t t
She kept staring at me.Like I had just spoken a language she didn’t understand.“What did you say?” she whispered.Her eyes were wide. Confused. Searching my face for any sign that I was joking.I wasn’t.I moved closer to her on the bed and gently stroked her hair back from her forehead. Her skin
Morning felt different.Not loud. Not dramatic. Just… warm.I woke up slowly, not because of an alarm, but because sunlight slipped through the thin curtains and settled gently across the bed. For a moment, I didn’t move. I didn’t even open my eyes fully.I felt him before I saw him.His arm was wr
After he left my office , my mind was still wrapped around the stack of reports I had barely finished. I thought the day was finally calming down, but as I walked down the corridor, I heard the murmur of voices echoing from the boardroom. A meeting? At this hour? That was unusual. Something was def
That afternoon, I was still at his villa.It felt strange in a good way. Like I had crossed into a space I was never meant to occupy, yet somehow belonged there. I sat on the edge of his bed, my legs drawn up, still wearing his T shirt. I had not even considered changing out of it. I did not want t







