로그인LUDOVICA Month five brought changes I was not prepared for.After my shower, I stood in front of the mirror with water still dripping from my hair. My belly had become huge now, round and tight, and my skin seemed to stretch a little more every day. That was when I noticed them clearly for the first time. Stretch marks covered the sides of my belly, some silver and some pink, looking like tiny lines of lightning across my skin. A few were faint, while others were much more noticeable. I slowly ran my fingers over them, feeling the slightly raised skin beneath my fingertips.Tears filled my eyes.I looked different. Heavier. Marked. My body no longer felt completely like my own. It was changing to make room for the six babies growing inside me, and it seemed as if they were taking up every inch of space. I turned sideways and stared at my reflection, wondering who the tired woman with the enormous belly and growing stretch marks was.“You’re ugly now,” I whispered to myself.The momen
LUDOVICA Month four came so quickly that I barely had time to notice it. My belly was growing faster than I could keep up with, and the maternity clothes Ludmilla and I had bought only a few weeks ago were already becoming too tight. My stomach now made me look as if I were carrying twins instead of six babies. It was round, heavy, and always seemed to be in the way. Simple things like bending down to tie my shoes or getting up from the couch left me breathless, and even walking from the bedroom to the kitchen sometimes made my back ache. “I’m so tired,” I whispered one afternoon as I lay on the couch after doing only a little cleaning. I had barely done anything, yet my whole body felt exhausted. Fiorella had warned me that carrying six babies would make everything harder, but I never expected it to happen so quickly. Ludmilla noticed as soon as she came to visit. “It’s time for new clothes, mama,” she said with a bright smile. “You’re growing out of everything. Let’s go shoppi
LUDOVICA Three months had passed since I arrived in Pack, and my body was changing faster than I had ever imagined.I stood in front of the mirror in the soft morning light and lifted my shirt. My belly was much bigger now. It was no longer a small bump. It was round and firm, pushing forward proudly. I gently placed both hands over it, feeling the warmth of the six little lives growing inside me.“They’re growing so fast,” I whispered with a smile.The cravings had started too, and they could come without warning. Last night had been the worst. At two in the morning, I woke up with such a strong craving for pickles and ice cream that my stomach growled loudly enough to wake me. I tried to ignore it at first, but my babies clearly wanted what they wanted.I slowly climbed out of bed, my growing belly making every movement a little harder, and walked to the kitchen. I found pickles, but there was no ice cream. I stood there in the dark, staring at the refrigerator and feeling frustra
MARCELLO The hangover from that night still lingered two days later, but it was nothing compared to the storm inside my head. I could barely eat, and I could not sleep properly. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ludovica standing on the pack grounds, her face pale with shock and one hand moving quickly to her stomach as if she were trying to protect something precious. That image would not leave me alone, no matter how hard I tried to push it away.I sat in my office again, staring blankly at the wall. The palace felt too large and empty now. Every room seemed to remind me of her. My wolf was still mostly silent, but every once in a while, he sent waves of anger and sadness through me. He missed her. He wanted her back. And he kept reminding me of the one thing I was trying hardest not to face. I was the one who had sent her away.I mind-linked Manfredi. "Come to my office. Alone."He arrived about ten minutes later. For the first time in days, he did not look at me like I was a str
LUDOVICA Three weeks had passed since that first emotional day in my new condo. Life in Karite Pack felt completely different from what I had known before. Time seemed to move more slowly here, and everything felt calmer and gentler. I was no longer surrounded by people who judged me or whispered about me, and for the first time in a long time, I could breathe without feeling like someone was waiting for me to fail. My body, however, was changing quickly, and every day brought something new.I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom and gently ran my hands over my stomach. It was no longer flat. A clear, round bump pushed against my soft lavender maternity dress. I was only eight weeks pregnant, so most women would not have been showing this much yet, but carrying six babies was different. My body was already making room for all of them, just as Emanuela had warned me it would."Wow," I whispered as I turned sideways and looked at my reflection.My belly already felt h
MARCELLO I woke up on the floor feeling like a broken man. My head felt as if someone had been hammering nails into my skull all night, and when I tried to sit up, the room spun around me. My mouth tasted like ash and old whiskey. I groaned as I rubbed my face, only to feel the dried tears on my cheeks. Tears. I could barely remember the last time I had cried, but last night, everything I had been holding inside finally broke.The pillow from Ludovica's side of the bed was still clutched tightly in my arms. Her faint scent remained on it, mixed with the horrible fake perfume Alexendra had used. The moment I remembered what had happened, my stomach twisted with disgust. I forced myself to stand, but my legs shook beneath me. The bed was a complete mess, with the sheets twisted from where Alexendra had lain there waiting for me like some kind of replacement. I could not understand how she had dared to come into our room, much less try to touch me while my mate was somewhere out there a







