LOGINAriana's POV
"Melody, if this is a joke, it's not funny. It's my big day for crying out loud. People will think it's true," I said, my voice a whisper as I stared at Melody with confusion in my eyes.
There was murmuring among the gathered guests as Melody stood in front of the altar with her back facing the crowd.
"Ariana, this is not one of my jokes. Tell Jeremy the truth. You are pregnant and you know it," I heard Melody say, staring at me like I had something to hide.
I could read the confusion, pain and anger Jeremy was doing everything to suppress as he stared at me, looking shocked by what was happening. This was no longer funny. I decided to defend myself. I was not sure why, Melody, whom I have known for 6 years, would choose to do this to me on my wedding day. I closed the little gap between myself and Jeremy and dropped my flower to the floor. I rested my hand on Jeremy's chest and gazed into his eyes. I could read the pain in his eyes even though he was silent.
"Jeremy, I am not pregnant," I dropped the words out of my mouth and shifted my gaze to Melody. "Melody, what are you doing? Why are you doing this?" I asked her.
I felt Jeremy's hand on mine. I shifted my gaze back to him and he peeled my hands off his chest. He took a step back away from me to my shock.
Does this mean, he believed what Melody said without any proof? I stared in horror at Jeremy and Melody's voice draw my attention to her again.
"I found this in Ariana's apartment while I was dressing up," Melody said and gave an envelope to Jeremy.
I wondered if she read my mind, above having any proof to support her claim. I wondered what was in the envelope. I watched Jeremy accept the envelope from Melody. I became tense. My heart was already racing in my chest with all that was happening. Surprisingly, the priest stood there holding his book to his chest, watching with no expression on his face. It was like he was waiting to see who would win, and he would just continue with the ceremony or maybe leave.
The gathered guests were still murmuring. Some had their phones up already taking videos, but that didn't bother me. I was just wondering why Melody was doing this to me. Why would she tell such a lie about me? I had never been with a man. How could I be pregnant? Last I checked, I am not the Virgin Mary. She was the only woman who got pregnant without a man. Everyone else needed a man to be pregnant or at least something from a man to get pregnant.
"Melody, what are you doing?" I asked again as Jeremy tore open the envelope in his hands. "What are you talking about?" I asked, looking agitated, also wondering what was in the envelope Melody as just given to Jeremy.
Melody stood there with a smirk on her face as she stared at me like we were enemies from Adam. I saw Jeremy frown after staring at a piece of paper he had drawn out of the envelope.
Was that proof that I was pregnant? That was impossible. I thought, staring at Jeremy.
"Ariana, we have never slept together. You told me you wanted to keep yourself for after we are married. Explain this to me," Jeremy's accusing voice cuts through my mind like a hot knife in butter.
He threw the paper in my face, and it fell before I could catch it. I picked it up and could see a mocking smile on Melody's face, but it quickly turned into a frown when I stood up straight with the paper in hand.
The content had my name and pregnancy test results which read positive. I looked at the date and it was dated a week ago. I looked at the name of the hospital and recognised it. I visited the hospital two weeks ago, but it was only for a routine medical check-up requested by the restaurant where I worked. I picked up the results a week ago.
"Jeremy, believe me. I am not pregnant. I have not been with any man. I am still a virgin," I said to Jeremy, because it was the truth. "I don't know where Melody got this from, but I promise you. I am not pregnant," I said and tried to hold Jeremy's hand, but he quickly withdrew his hand.
"So what is this, and why does it have your name on it? And what was it doing in your apartment?" Jeremy asked multiple questions at the same time, staring at me with a look of betrayal registered in his eyes, accompanied by anger.
"Jeremy, believe me. I am not pregnant, and I don't know anything about this. I have never seen this before. I never took any tests. A week ago, I went to this hospital to pick up the routine medical examination report for the restaurant where I worked. Nothing more," I defended even though the details of the paper were glaring at me. "This might be a mistake. I am not pregnant," I insisted, and Jeremy just stared at me.
"Fine, if you are not pregnant like you say, I think you wouldn't mind taking a test then to prove your innocence?" Melody said to my shock, and Jeremy stared at me like he was waiting to see my reaction to Melody's suggestion.
I knew if I said no, he would conclude I was indeed pregnant and trying to hide it. Melody immediately brought out a pregnancy test kit from her bag and offered it to me, to my surprise. She came prepared, and it only makes me wonder what she was trying to achieve by all of this.
"Melody, why are you doing this to me? I thought you were my friend?" I questioned, surprised by Melody's behaviour on my wedding day.
I stared at the pregnancy test kit Melody was holding out to me and shifted my gaze to Melody who looked like she was not backing down. My gaze shifted to Jeremy. He stared at me like he was waiting for me to prove my innocence before he would believe me.
"Ariana, you know me. I can't stand liars, irrespective of my relationship with them," Melody said. "If you are not pregnant, why are you scared to take a test?" she asked, and I frowned.
"I would prove it to you. I am not pregnant," I said angrily and accepted the pregnancy test kit from Melody.
I stepped down from the small stage and headed for the washroom. Melody and Jeremy followed me, leaving the guests to murmur some more among themselves.
I was very sure I was not pregnant because I was still a virgin. I was going to prove it to them, and if this was some sick joke from Melody, I was going to be mad at her. I enter the washroom, enter one of the empty cubicles and read the instructions on the pregnancy test kit before using it. I stepped out of the cubicle with the cartridge, waiting for the results to show. Melody was already there waiting for me.
"Let's see the results," Melody said to me, and I stared at her angrily but said nothing.
In a couple of seconds, I will understand what all of this was about and I will tell Melody my piece of mind. I placed the cartridge on the sink, waiting for the time allowed to pass. To my surprise, the result read positive. I frowned immediately, and Melody stared at me. I was immediately confused by what I was looking at. I picked up the cartridge and stared at the two red lines with surprise and confusion registered on my face.
"No, this must be wrong. I have not been with any man," I insisted, still staring at the cartridge.
Melody said nothing but snatched the cartridge from me and headed for the door. I followed her calling after her but I got to her a little too late. Melody opened the door and gave the cartridge to Jeremy. He was standing right behind the washroom door.
"See for yourself," I heard Melody say, and I froze in my steps as my gaze fell on Jeremy.
Jeremy shifted his gaze from the cartridge to me and tossed the cartridge aside. He felt betrayed, and he was right to feel that way, but the truth is I don't know how I was pregnant when I had not been with any man.
"I am cancelling the wedding," I heard Jeremy say before the door closed by itself, separating me from Melody and Jeremy.
I placed both hands on the back of the door and slowly rested my head on the door. I had multiple questions running through my head.
"You don't have to. I am the woman looking out for you. I don't mind taking Ariana's place," I heard Melody say. "Don't let all that money spent go to waste," she added.
"Ariana is your best friend. You exposed her publicly like this, and I know you never liked me. So why are you standing up for me after Ariana cheated on me?" I heard Jeremy ask.
"I am a daughter of a Thompson. My family is well-to-do, and we have good business connections. I can be of great help to you at your new workplace," I heard Melody say. "Besides, I hate liars, and Ariana turns out to be a liar and a cheat," she added.
"Okay," I heard Jeremy say, and my heart shattered into multiple pieces.
I heard their footsteps walking away while I remained inside the washroom with my head on the back of the closed door.
I remained in the washroom, unable to come out. Clearly, Melody took advantage of my situation but I had one question on my mind.
"How is this possible? How did I get pregnant while still a virgin?" I asked, and next, I heard the people cheering, and the party poppers meant for me going off.
It was supposed to be my wedding day. Does it mean Jeremy married Melody in my place? I thought and sank to the floor in my wedding gown.
I stayed in the washroom till the place was quiet, and I finally came out. I walked to the place of the ceremony and found it empty. Everyone was gone, and the decorations and everything had been removed. I started walking towards home in my gown, my face stained with tears. I had my head lowered as I walked away.
It was over. The struggles, the battles, the lives lost, both innocent and guilty, all of it had led us here. To victory. To peace. A new era of freedom and respect for every form of life.Damien was everything I had ever wished for in a man. A great husband, a steady leader, an understanding partner, and a tender, devoted father. My love for him ran deeper than words, rooted in the very marrow of me. He wasn’t perfect, no one is, but I loved the man I saw. My man. My wolf. I was not born a wolf, yet the wolf spirit had found me, bound itself to me, and in doing so became a part of me. Together we carried this role, side by side.Sometimes, at night, I linger by the nursery door, just watching. Four little angels, sleeping soundly, their tiny breaths filling the air like music. Four heartbeats, steady and strong, each one a promise I never thought I’d live to see. Their soft sighs soothe me, their cries remind me we survived. Life had given me more than I dared to ask. And though carin
Ariana’s POVThe newborns were so small, so fragile, yet so perfect. Their little breaths rose and fell in rhythm, their tiny fists curled tight as though they were clutching onto life itself. Holding them in my arms felt like holding the world....both terrifying and wonderful. Damien and I lay side by side, the weight of everything we had been through melting into this moment of peace as the babies finally drifted into sleep.A soft knock broke the stillness. Damien slipped from the bed and returned a moment later with a rare smile lighting his face."The baby nest is ready," he announced."That’s wonderful," I whispered, carefully scooping the little girl into my arms. She stirred but didn’t wake, her warmth sinking into my chest.Damien cradled the baby boy, and together we carried them out of the room. Michael pushed the door open for us, revealing the chamber opposite Damien’s room, the same room where I had once stayed when I arrived in his apartment, frightened and confused, wi
Third Person POV"Our future," Damien whispered, almost to himself, as the newborns stirred beside him. Tiny cries and soft movements filled the quiet of his room, grounding him in the moment. "It’s here."Ariana’s voice carried warmth and relief as it drifted through the receiver. "With everything that has happened, this is great news." But her tone faltered slightly, the weight of reality creeping in. "What is going to happen to their mother?"Damien’s jaw tightened. He glanced toward the door, where beyond the walls Victoria lay under guard. "Their mother made her choice. I will not condemn my pups with her. She will face punishment after her trial. That is all the grace I can give her. Tomorrow it begins." His voice softened as his gaze fell on the swaddled infants. "But these children will be raised by you, my Luna."Ariana was silent for a moment, processing his words. When she spoke again, her voice carried both sadness and conviction. "From the beginning, you said Victoria woul
Third Person POVMichael’s voice carried a finality that settled the air. "They’ve been captured. Victoria and Alpha Leo."Damien didn’t wait. He rose immediately, the weight of the war still clinging to him, and strode out of the hospital. Ariana remained behind to watch over Eve and Analica, who still lay unconscious, suspended between worlds."Where are they?" Damien asked, his voice a low growl as Michael fell into step beside him."In the basement of your apartment. Shackled to the ground," Michael replied.Minutes later, their car pulled into the familiar drive. Damien moved with lethal calm down the stairs, into the dim basement where two figures sat bound. Victoria, pale but defiant, and Alpha Leo, eyes glittering with something between arrogance and madness.Damien dragged a chair across the floor, its scrape echoing like a warning. He sat, posture controlled, though his wolf pressed hard beneath the surface. Michael remained to his right, steady, silent."For a woman in your
Ariana's POVThe battle was chaotic. Claws, blood, and earth shaking beneath the fury of wolves. But I couldn’t sit hidden away in the cabin, safe behind walls, while Damien fought for us. I was his mate. Together, we were stronger. He needed me near, even if my body trembled with weakness from Sapphira’s awakening.I made Analica take me back to the battlefield. She hesitated, worried for me, but I wouldn’t be denied. My place was by Damien’s side, not in the shadows. She helped me lower myself to the field, close enough to feel the vibrations of snarls and impacts, yet far enough that I wasn’t swallowed in the storm. I sat, closing my eyes, and let Sapphira stretch within me, the spirit of the White Wolf weaving her strength into Damien’s. My heartbeat steadied. Through that tether, I poured into him, steadying his wolf, giving him every shred of power I had left.Analica obeyed my command to search for Victoria. I could only recognise a few wolves in the blur of fangs and fur: Dami
Third Person POVThe clash of wolves tore through the night. Bodies slammed into one another, teeth snapping, claws raking flesh. The battlefield was a storm of fur and blood, howls rising and breaking against the trees. Damien’s wolf, Kai, loomed in the centre of the chaos, black fur bristling as he hurled Leo’s wolf across the field with a savage twist of his neck. The rival alpha crashed into the dirt but rose again, snarling, eyes feral red.Around them, Damien’s guards fought against rogues in brutal packs of two and three. Blood spattered the grass as jaws locked on throats, as claws dug trenches into earth and skin alike. A pair of rogue wolves soared overhead, using magic-enhanced leaps to crash down in unexpected places, scattering defenders.Inside the cabin, Analica dragged Ariana away from the worst of the fight, her magic shimmering faintly as a shield around them. Ariana’s breaths came shallow and weak, her human body unable to hold the strain of the White Wolf’s earlier







