LOGINAria's POV.
I woke up that morning with the same twist in my stomach I'd been feeling for days, but this time it was different. It wasn't just nerves or the thought of Vanessa's voice in my ear again. It was something else that I just couldn't explain. I walked into the bathroom, the old mirror fogged from steam. My hands shook as I held the small stick I had hidden under my mattress. My breath caught in my throat as I stared down at it, waiting, praying, my heart beating so loud I thought the whole pack would hear it. Two lines. For a moment I didn't breathe. My knees felt weak, and I had to grab the sink just to keep myself standing. Two lines and it was clear as the daylight. Pregnant. The word felt unreal to me. My chest opened, and everything inside me spilled out in a rush of shock and joy so strong it hurt. Tears blurred my vision. My lips parted, a broken laugh escaping me as I pressed my hand to my stomach, flat and small but suddenly sacred. "I can't believe it," I whispered, my voice trembling. "All this while, I had thought it was nerves but it was you all along." I slid down to the cold tiled floor, both arms wrapped around my middle like I could already shield the tiny life inside me. My tears wet my cheeks, warm against the chill of the room. I pressed my forehead against my knees and laughed and cried at the same time. Shira, my wolf, stirred with something that felt like approval, a soft hum, a warmth that made me cry harder 'Our pup.' she whispered in my head. I wanted to run to Zac. I wanted to burst into his room, into his arms, shove the test into his hand, scream the words, 'we're having a baby, Zac, your baby, my love, ours.' I wanted to see his face light up and I wanted him to hold me, to whisper the promises again and again, but this time with more, with forever. But I decided against it, I would wait till Tonight to surprise him. After the ceremony, after he chose me in front of the entire pack and then I would tell him. No more sneaking into his room at night, no more silence when Vanessa spat at me. Tonight everything would change for the better. All through the day I walked with a light in my chest. Vanessa shoved past me in the hall, her perfume thick and choking, her laugh laced with cruelty, but I didn't care. Her friends whispered "omega" like it was dirt on their tongues, but I only smiled. Let them laugh now. Tonight they would choke on it, tonight Alpha Zac would speak my name and the whole pack would see me not on my knees, but standing at his side. I pressed my hand to my stomach over and over as if to remind myself it was real. His child. Our child, The very proof of our love. When the sun began to set, I pulled the dress from its hanger with trembling hands. Blue, soft, shimmering like water. Zac had given it to me for my eighteenth birthday. The memory came back so clear it felt like yesterday. He had stood in front of me, shoulders heavy with the burden of becoming Alpha after his father's sudden death. His eyes had been red from crying, his voice raw, but when he gave me that dress he smiled. "You're my gift, Aria," he whispered, pressing it into my arms. "But I wanted to give you something too." That was the night he promised me, the very night he told me to hold on, that when I turned nineteen nothing and no one could stop us. That was the night I believed with all of me that I was his future. Now my birthday was only hours away, and I was carrying his child. I slipped the dress on slowly, my fingers trembling over the smooth fabric. It fit perfectly, hugging my figure, glimmering under the faint light. I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair back, and for the first time in so long I felt beautiful. Not just a servant or an orphaned wolf or just an omega but I felt like his. I touched my stomach again and whispered, "Tonight, little one. Tonight your father will claim us both." The ceremony hall was alive with voices and music. Wolves in gowns and suits filled every corner, laughter spilling like wine. The lanterns glowed overhead, soft and golden, casting shadows that danced against the walls. I slipped inside, my heart pounding so loud it drowned the music. My eyes found Zac instantly. He stood tall at the front, his presence filling the room before he even spoke. He wore black sharp and regal suit , his shoulders squared, his jaw strong. My chest ached just looking at him. My love, my alpha, the father of my unborn child. Vanessa was there too, draped in silver, her hair shining under the lanterns, her lips painted blood red. She laughed too loud, her arm brushing against her friends as if she owned the hall. She looked at Zac with hungry eyes, but I didn't care, I knew the truth. I knew his heart. Whispers rippled through the crowd as the Winchester Alpha entered, tall and devilish handsome with a commanding aura, his wolves trailing behind him. The she-wolves around me gasped, their voices low and desperate. "I hope he picks me." "Imagine being chosen." "He's stronger than any Alpha I've seen." I rolled my eyes, let them dream. My dream was already alive, kicking softly under my ribs, my future stood only but two feet away. The ceremony moved forward with speeches and dances, but all I heard was the pounding of my heart. All I saw was Zac. My palms were damp, my throat tight. The air grew heavier with every passing minute until finally, finally, the moment came. The music had stopped hinting that it was time for the main order of the day. The elders stood tall, their faces were serious like they just couldn't wait to get down to business, their eyes on Zac. Alpha Zac stepped forward. My stomach was twisted with nerves and excitement; this was it. The moment I had waited for since I was sixteen. The moment I had dreamed of every night I slipped into his room, every time he whispered, "Soon, Aria. Soon." He raised his chin, while holding his glass of drink. His eyes were beaming with excitement as it landed on me, he was going to pick me. My heart melted at the thought, before he turned away and he said in his loud voice. "In front of the moon goddess and the elders of the pack," he said, slowly. "I pick Vanessa as my lifelong mate and my Luna."The full moon hung heavy in the night sky, casting silver light across the clearing where wolves from both packs had gathered. It had been twenty years since that stormy night when Lexa and Kaelen first entered the world, and tonight we celebrated something even more precious.I stood beside Damon at the edge of the gathering, his hand warm in mine, watching as Lexa moved through the crowd with her mate, a strong wolf from the northern territories named Ashton. His dark hair and gentle eyes complemented her silver gaze perfectly, and the way he looked at her reminded me so much of how Damon had once looked at me, still looked at me, with awe and devotion."She's happy," Damon murmured, his thumb stroking the back of my hand."She is," I agreed, my voice thick with emotion. "I never thought I'd see this day. Our daughter, mated and blessed by the Moon Goddess herself."Kaelen approached us, his golden eyes bright with joy. At twenty, he'd grown into a formidable warrior, his broad shou
Aria's POVThe seasons had turned and turned again, painting the Winchester territory in cycles of green and gold, white and bloom. Years had passed since that stormy night when I brought Lexa and Kaelen into this world, years filled with growth and healing and love I never believed possible.I stood on the balcony of our chambers, watching the sunrise paint the sky in shades of pink and orange. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and morning dew. Below, in the training grounds, I could see movement, hear laughter that made my heart swell.Warm arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me back against a solid chest. Damon's scent surrounded me, familiar and comforting, still capable of making my pulse quicken even after all these years."You're up early," his deep voice rumbled against my ear, lips brushing my temple.I leaned into him, covering his hands with mine where they rested on my stomach. "I couldn't sleep. I was thinking.""About what?" he asked, his chin s
Damon's POVI couldn't stop staring at them. My hands, scarred from battles and stained with the blood of enemies, trembled as I cradled the tiny forms against my chest. The boy lay in the crook of my right arm, his golden eyes watching me with an awareness no newborn should possess. The girl rested against my left side, her silver gaze equally piercing, equally strange.They were so small. So fragile. Yet the power radiating from them made my wolf pace restlessly beneath my skin."Damon," Aria whispered from the bed, her voice weak but filled with warmth. "You're shaking."I was. I didn't realize it until she said it. My entire body trembled with emotions I couldn't name. Fear. Wonder. Love so fierce it burned through my chest like wildfire."I've torn apart rogues with my bare hands," I said, my voice rough. "I've led armies. I've killed men twice my size without flinching. But this..." I looked down at them again. "This terrifies me."Aria smiled, exhaustion painting shadows under
Aria's POVThe storm crashed against the windows like fists pounding on glass. Lightning split the sky, and thunder rolled so deep it shook the floor beneath my feet. I gripped the edge of the bed, my knuckles white, my breath coming in sharp gasps that burned my throat.Another contraction tore through me, fiercer than before. I doubled over, a cry ripping from my lips before I could hold it back."Damon," I gasped, my voice barely more than a whisper.He was there in an instant. His large hand cupped the back of my neck, steadying me, grounding me. His dark eyes, usually so cold and commanding, were soft now, filled with something raw and unguarded."I'm here," he said, his voice rough but gentle. "I'm not going anywhere."I wanted to tell him to leave, to spare him from seeing me like this, weak and trembling. But the words died in my throat. I needed him. I hated that I needed him, but I did."It hurts," I whispered, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Damon, it hurts so much."His j
Hope's POVTwins.I placed my hand gently on my mother's growing belly, feeling the faint flutter of life beneath my palm. Two lives. Two souls that would be my siblings, my responsibility, my family."I promise to guide you," I whispered, knowing they couldn't hear me yet but needing to say it anyway. "To teach you everything I know. To protect you the way Mom and Dad protected me."Aria smiled from where she sat in the garden, the afternoon sun catching the highlights in her dark hair. She looked radiant, glowing with that inner light that came from carrying new life. "You're going to be an amazing big sister, Hope.""I hope so." I sat down beside her on the stone bench. "It's a big responsibility.""So is carrying two souls within yourself," Damon said, approaching us with rolled parchment under his arm. His tall frame cast a shadow that provided welcome shade from the heat. "But you've handled that with grace and strength."I felt the shadow-self stir within me, no longer separate
Damon's POVThe news spread like wildfire through the pack.Despite our attempts to keep it private, by the end of the week everyone knew that Luna Aria was expecting. I suspected Elder Mira had let it slip during one of her healing sessions, or perhaps someone had noticed the way I hovered around Aria, the protective instincts I couldn't quite hide.Either way, the secret was out.Now I stood on the balcony of the pack house, watching as wolves gathered in the courtyard below, their voices rising in celebration. They had decorated the entire territory with ribbons and flowers, turning our home into something that looked almost festive."They're happy," Aria said, coming to stand beside me. Her hand rested on her still-flat stomach, a gesture that had become habitual in the past few days."They should be. An heir means stability, continuity, hope for the future." I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her close. "But more importantly, I'm happy… Terrified, but happy."She laughed,







