登入⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅“I honestly cannot believe it... I am going to be a grandmother!” Mum gasped over the line, her voice cracking with tears of joy, the moment I broke the news of the pregnancy to her.I leaned back against the bedroom wall, a soft smile playing on my lips. “Yeah, Mum. It’s real.”“Oh, my sweet girl... You have to promise me you will take care of yourself, do you hear me?” Mum immediately shifted into high-alert mother mode, her tone laced with deep, frantic worry. “You need to rest, eat twice as much, and don't lift a single heavy thing! The process of carrying a royal wolf bloodline can be brutal, Blair. Promise me you won't hide it if you feel sick!”“Mum... please calm down, I am totally fine,” I chuckled softly, trying to soothe her rising anxiety. “Zayn is right here with me. He’s taking care of everything. You don't have anything to worry about.”“Well, I just can't wait to see you... Oh, I mean, I can't wait to see both of you! Or rather, all three of
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅I stood frozen inside the small, dim bathroom, my eyes glued to the plastic stick resting on the edge of the sink. I had already followed the instructions, and now all I could do was wait for the agonising minutes to tick by. I was certain I was a million times more anxious than the small crowd currently pacing back and forth right outside the door.The moment Cora had blurted out in the dining room, she had reached into her bag, pulled out the pregnancy kit, and handed it to me right in front of Zayn and Sheila.Zayn’s expression at the time had been unreadable, his eyes darkened into an intense, unmoving stare. I couldn’t fully decipher what he was thinking at that moment, but deep down, I knew he would be ecstatic. He had told me himself that he wanted a child with me — a beautiful little pup to seal our bond forever.Suddenly, the lines on the test strip began to shift. As the clear, undeniable positive result appeared before my eyes, my heart nearly lea
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ “You have all completely misunderstood me,” Sheila whispered, letting out a long, shuddering sigh as fresh tears welled up in her eyes. “Liam, my late husband, was one of your border guards. But my brother... my brother was a Northern guard.” She paused, wiping her cheek with the back of her hand before continuing. “Whenever I used to sneak to the boundary to take food to my brother, I would run into Liam. We kept meeting at the border... and somewhere along the way, we fell in love.” She swallowed, her fingers tightening in her sleeve. “Then my brother got sick. It didn’t take long.” Her voice faltered. “After he passed, Liam married me and brought me across the border… You are all already aware of the tragic truth that followed. On the morning of the rogue ambush, I had just stepped out into the woods to fetch firewood for breakfast. When I came back... the rogues had already taken their lives.” She dragged in an uneven breath, clutching the fabric o
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Once we moved inside from the courtyard, I laid out the entire sequence of events, calmly telling Zayn everything I had heard. A heavy stillness settled over him as he listened, his body going unnaturally quiet. Without a word, he dragged Sheila into the dining room, forcing her to sit across from us at the table. Zayn leaned forward, resting his fists on the table, his dark gaze fixed on her. “So, what exactly is this bullshit my wife is telling me?” Zayn demanded, his voice dropping low and controlled, which rattled the teacups. “Let’s set the record straight right now, Sheila. Have I ever, even for a fraction of a second, slept with you? When you completely lost your mind and drunkenly begged me to fuck you in your bedroom last night, I rejected you and walked out, didn’t I?!” Silence followed — thick and suffocating. Sheila’s face drained of all colour, her hands trembling in her lap. “It... it is not what you think, Alpha King...” “It’s not what
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅Cora and I rushed out to the courtyard, the cool morning air biting at my skin. The moment we stepped outside, my eyes locked onto a young wolf kneeling in the dirt, trembling in front of my husband.But what truly caught my attention was the fabric clutched tightly in the man's shaking hands. It was the same pair of cheap, hideous boxer shorts Zayn had found on our bed last night.I stepped down from the porch, keeping my voice steady. “Zayn... what is going on out here?”Zayn turned his head sharply, his dominant alpha posture shifting the moment his dark eyes landed on me. “This stupid, reckless man is the one who dared to place his filthy underwear on our bed,” he growled darkly, confirming exactly what I had already guessed.The man threw himself forward, pressing his forehead against the dirt. “Please forgive me, Luna! I beg of you, have mercy on me!” he wept, his voice cracking with fear.I looked down at his shivering form, a heavy wave of conflictin
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅I wasn't able to sleep a single wink last night. Oddly enough, I wasn't even consumed with worry over the fact that Zayn hadn't returned to our bedroom.I mean, a small, stubborn part of me was definitely still anxious about where he was spending his night, but my mind was occupied by a much greater miracle.As the first morning sun began to filter through the window blinds, soft golden light spilt across the room, brushing warmly against my skin. The air felt still, almost too quiet, as if the world itself hadn’t fully woken yet.A radiant, uncontrollable smile bloomed on my lips.I couldn't stop the warmth spreading through my chest — gentle, unfamiliar… but undeniably real.“Why do you look so happy this morning?” Cora mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.I turned around, watching her sit up. Last night, Cora had refused to leave my side, wanting to wait until Zayn returned. But the Alpha King never came back, and eventually exhaustion claimed her, causin
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ I took a slow step back from him, my eyes locking onto his as my fingers found the zipper of my midnight-blue gown. He watched me with a dark, intent focus, his gaze deepening with a need that made my breath hitch. Maintaining that deliberate rhythm, I slid the zipper
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Zayn turned his head toward the door, and that was when he finally noticed me standing there. He reached up and pulled a pair of wireless earbuds from his ears — which explained why he hadn’t heard me enter the studio, especially with how silently I had stepped inside.
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ That was how the entire dinner played out — Victoria and Emy gossiping and obsessing over the wedding as if Nolan and I weren't even sitting at the table. Emy eagerly revealed that she was a renowned couture designer and insisted on making my bridal dressing gown. She
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ The car glided to a halt in front of the city’s most exclusive, starred restaurant. We were escorted to a private, dimly lit alcove overlooking the city lights. Nolan immediately stepped forward, playing the part of the perfect, attentive gentleman as he carefully pulle







