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Kael shifted uncomfortably beside me in the makeshift pillow fort in the bathroom. "Do you think you could move back to the bedroom yet? As much as I love these forts, I'm sore as hell and really want to sleep in a bed." I managed a smile, the relentless nausea giving me a brief reprieve. "Yeah, guess you haven't been in your room yet." "No, why?" "Go look," I suggested with a slight chuckle. He got up, a bit stiff from the floor, and trotted out, calling over his shoulder to his brothers, "It's okay to reappear, guys!" Stepping out of the bathroom, I grabbed an actual lemon from the kitchen counter. The Lemonheads and tea weren't cutting it anymore, and I hoped the sour tang would help. Sucking on the lemon, I made my way to the bedroom. Kael's voice echoed with delight from the bedroom, and when I entered, I saw why. The room had been transformed. Two king-size beds had been pushed together and attached to create one massive bed. It made total sense for three guys over six
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Moving back to the pack land worked wonders. I stopped throwing up so much, and within a few days, I started feeling better...way better. The nausea cloud had lifted, and I could finally breathe again. I even began eating real food, no longer confined to bland crackers and ginger tea. It felt like life was inching back to normal. A month later, the healer told Ky to schedule a sonogram at a new place, mentioning that the babies' gender should be visible by now. The idea of finding out whether we were having boys or girls...or one of each...sent everyone into a frenzy. Kael returned from security duty, and he was beside himself. He wanted to go to the sonogram place immediately, not caring that they didn't do walk-ins. "We can just show up, right?" he asked, his eyes wide with excitement. Ky shook his head. "No, Kael. They have appointments. You can't just walk in." "Ugh, fine," Kael groaned, "I can't wait! I need to know now!" Kael was pacing the entire living room, his steps q
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Gerald stood in the hallway, listening to the chaos as Kael paced back and forth, his excitement bubbling over into noticeable energy. Missy noticed Gerald and walked over to him. "Honey, it's great news!" she said with a huge smile on her face. "Our first grandchildren! Children! Two!"He nodded, a subtle grin spreading across his face. "I know, darling. I heard. Two more Monroes... the world isn't going to know what hit it." He entered the room and walked over to Kael, who stopped pacing long enough to hug his father awkwardly. Gerald patted his son on the back and said, "I need to get back to patrol."Kael sighed, clearly reluctant to leave the excitement, but he nodded. "Yeah, I probably should, too." They left, with Knox joining them at the last second, leaving me and Ky alone.The situation suddenly hit me. The healer's comment about the girl being a week and a half older started to make sense in the context of the werewolf maternity calendar. My thoughts spiraled. What if th
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I was over at the window in a flash, where Cassy was already shaking and pointing. Through the security room window, the tower was visible and engulfed in flames. My heart leaped into my throat, panic flooding my senses immediately. I had to grab the windowsill to steady myself from the intense rush that struck me. Ky turned to us. "Stay here," he commanded, but before he could do anything about it, I was already shoving past him, the door slamming behind me as I burst outside. His plea was lost on me. There was no way I was just going to sit back. The fathers of my babies were in danger, and my protective instincts were in full gear. Cassy was right on my heels, equally determined. Ky shifted into his wolf form in mid-stride, a blur of motion to my side. For a split second, I entertained the thought of shifting too, but then reality hit. I was pregnant. Wait, had I shifted while pregnant when I had to confront Fletcher weeks ago? This wasn't the time for those thoughts. Ca
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The Deltas were swift, carrying Knox, Ky, and Gerald back to the house as Cassy and I trailed behind in a daze. My heart was in my throat, panic clawing at me with every step they took. The chaos at the tower had left us all reeling, and the sight of them—hurt and barely conscious—sent me spiraling into despair. Back at the house, the healers immediately took over, bustling around with medical supplies as they attended to each of them. Ky, despite his own pain, noticed my distress. With considerable effort, given his dislocated shoulder, he pulled me down into the bed beside him and wrapped his arms around me. His embrace was tight, desperate almost, as he tried to offer comfort. The pain was etched on his face, a grimace every time he moved, but he held me close, his grip firm and reassuring. Meanwhile, Knox's situation escalated quickly. He regained consciousness with a jolt, his screams piercing the tense silence of the room. The healers, prepared for such a reaction, restrained
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In the shaded confines of our small shack, nestled in the heart of the Louisiana swamp, anticipation and unspoken fears filled the air. My mother, Lulie, her hands shaky yet determined, worked to arrange my unruly mousy brown curls into something resembling elegance. Her eyes, once mirrors of the vibrant soul within, now reflected a life marred by hardship and resignation. "Skyla, this ball in New Orleans... it's not just any social event. It's rumored to be where the high society pack wolves find their fated mates or pick their chosen ones," she explained, her fingers trembling as they threaded through my hair.I pulled away, my skepticism evident. "Mama, you really believe what those papers say?"She paused, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror's reflection. "It's more than just tales, baby. The papers related to high society are generating a lot of buzz. This year, several prominent names will be there. The Beta from the Bayou Pack, you went to school with him. Alphas from neighbor
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Cassy, with a confidence I envied, led me towards the grand staircase, its ornate railings gleaming under the chandeliers' soft light. I paused at the top, a sudden fear gripping me. "I'm pretty sure I'll fall if I try to go down those steps in these heels," I whispered. She laughed. "Just hold on to the rail. You'll be fine. And if you do fall, it'll make for a grand entrance!" With tentative steps, I began my descent, Cassy beside me. Then I noticed it. The eyes. Dozens of them, all fixated on me. I was the center of attention, a position I had never imagined myself in. Each step became more daunting as I felt the weight of their gazes, yet I continued, one slow step at a time. Halfway down, I caught sight of Knox coming up the stairs towards me. Relief washed over me as he reached me, offering his arm with a charming smile. "I can't keep relying on you to rescue me," I said playfully. He chuckled, "I don't mind." That's when Cassy leaned in, her voice filled with playful ch
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Kael stepped forward, his expression calm despite my growing panic. "No worries, I'll take you home." The night had taken an unexpected turn as Kael led me out of the ballroom to his car. To my surprise, Cassy and the other two triplets followed close behind. Their eagerness to bid me farewell was puzzling. Why were the Monroes, known for their prestige and power, so interested in the company of a rogue? As we strolled together, Cassy mused aloud, "It's funny, in a way, how that awful man's behavior earlier led to you meeting us. It's almost like it was fate or something." A noticeable tension rippled through the group, their steps momentarily hesitating at her words. Kael's expression turned stern as he asked, "What happened earlier?" Everyone hesitated, obviously aware of the reaction he would have. Kael's patience thinned. "Don't make me drag it out of you," he said, his voice now edged with the unmistakable authority of an Alpha. The effect was immediate. Everyone, including
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