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A Fate Unforseen

Author: Super Nova
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-27 18:13:55

Lorien

I woke up with a gasp, my body jerking upright as panic clawed its way through my chest. My head throbbed painfully, and for a moment, the world blurred around me. The last thing I remembered was being surrounded by those soldiers, their claws ready to strike—then Kieran stepping in. And now…  

Where was I?  

The room around me was unfamiliar. The walls were made of dark wood, the scent of pine and fresh air lingering in the air. A large window let in soft morning light, illuminating the neatly arranged furniture. The bed I was in was far too soft, the blankets warm and thick—a stark contrast to the cold forest floor I had been running through just hours ago.  

I wasn’t dead.  

But I had no idea what was waiting for me.  

The door creaked open, and I flinched, my body instinctively tensing.  

Kieran stepped inside, arms crossed, his sharp blue eyes watching me carefully. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair slightly tousled as if he had barely slept.  

"You're awake," he said simply.  

I swallowed hard, my voice hoarse. "Where am I?"  

"The Silver Moon Pack," Kieran answered, stepping further into the room. "My pack."  

My stomach twisted. Enemy territory. I had run blindly into danger, and now I was at the mercy of a pack that could kill me just as easily as Blood Fang would have.  

I forced myself to breathe evenly. "Why am I here?"  

"You passed out before we got back," Kieran said, his tone unreadable. "I made sure no one hurt you."  

I hesitated, my instincts warring with the exhaustion dragging at my limbs. No one had ever protected me before. No one had ever cared before. I had no reason to trust him—but he had saved my life.  

"Why?" I finally asked, voice barely above a whisper.  

Kieran studied me for a long moment. Then he said, "I don't know, I just did."  

A chill ran down my spine.  

Before I could press him further, he motioned toward the door. "Get up. My Alpha wants to meet you."  

I stiffened. His Alpha.  

I wasn’t ready for this. But I had no choice.  

I pushed myself out of bed, my legs weak beneath me. Kieran watched silently as I steadied myself before leading me out of the room.  

The walk through the Silver Moon packhouse was quiet. Unlike Blood Fang, where everything was sharp edges and cruelty, this place felt… different. The halls were clean, the pack members moving with purpose. No one stopped to sneer at me. No one looked at me like I was trash.  

But that didn’t mean I was safe.  

Kieran led me up a grand staircase and through a set of heavy wooden doors. Inside was a study, lined with bookshelves and large windows overlooking the vast forest beyond.  

And behind a dark oak desk sat him.  

Matthias Delacroix.  

I knew immediately that he was the Alpha. His presence filled the room, demanding attention without needing to speak. His dark hair was neatly combed, his sharp, icy eyes assessing me with quiet intensity. He didn’t have the same reckless arrogance Cassius had—no, his dominance was something else entirely.  

"Alpha," Kieran greeted with a slight nod. "This is Lorien. The omega I told you about."  

Matthias leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable as he studied me. The silence stretched, pressing heavily against my chest.  

Then, finally, he spoke.  

"Why did you run?"  

The question caught me off guard.  

I lowered my gaze, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. I could still hear the laughter of the Blood Fang pack, feel the sting of Cassius’s rejection like a blade to my chest.  

"I had no reason to stay," I murmured.  

Matthias didn’t respond right away. He simply watched me, his piercing gaze making me feel exposed, as if he could see every crack inside of me.  

Finally, he said, "You're in my pack now. That means you don’t get to hide in the shadows anymore."  

I stiffened. "What does that mean?"  

"It means if you want to stay here, you work for it," Matthias said evenly. "I don't take in strays. I take in people willing to become something."  

I swallowed hard. He wasn’t mocking me. He wasn’t degrading me like Cassius had. But he wasn’t going to coddle me either.  

I expected to feel fear. Instead, I felt something else entirely.  

A chance.  

A chance to be something more than just a burden.  

"I'll work for it," I said before I could stop myself.  

Matthias held my gaze for a long moment. Then he nodded.  

"Then prove it."  

—  

The next few weeks passed in a blur.  

For the first time in my life, I had a purpose. The work was hard—grueling, even. Training, learning, working with the pack. But no one treated me like I was worthless. No one sneered when I failed. Instead, they pushed me to get back up, to be better.  

I should have been exhausted, but for the first time, I felt alive.  

And then… everything changed.  

It started as a small discomfort. A lingering nausea in the mornings, a strange fatigue that weighed on me heavier than before. I brushed it off as exhaustion from training, pushing myself harder.  

Until one morning, when the sickness became unbearable.  

I barely made it to the bathroom before I was on my knees, my stomach twisting violently.  

Something was wrong.  

Fear gripped me as I staggered out of my room, my vision swimming. I needed answers.  

The pack doctor, a kind older woman named Elara, greeted me with a curious look when I arrived at the infirmary.  

"You don't look well," she said, motioning for me to sit.  

"I don't feel well," I admitted.  

She ran a few tests, her brows furrowing in thought. Then she turned to me, her expression unreadable.  

"I need to check something," she said carefully. "Lay back."  

Confused, I did as she asked.  

Minutes passed, the silence stretching unbearably. Then Elara suddenly sucked in a sharp breath.  

I sat up, my heart racing. "What is it?"  

Elara looked at me, a mix of shock and something else flickering in her gaze.  

"Lorien…" She hesitated, then exhaled slowly. "You're pregnant."  

The world stopped.  

I blinked, my breath catching in my throat.  

"No," I whispered. That wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be possible. "That—there's no way—"  

Elara shook her head. "Male omegas conceiving is rare, but not impossible."  

Her words barely registered.  

Pregnant.  

I was pregnant.  

My hands trembled as I pressed them against my stomach, r

ealization crashing over me like a tidal wave.  

And then the truth struck like a lightning bolt.  

The child inside of me… belonged to Cassius.

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