LOGINJhoanna’s POV The days that followed were a blur of research and restless determination. Between morning sickness and the heavy weight of wanting to help Luna Tilly, I barely had time to catch my breath. But I couldn’t stop—I wouldn’t stop.Luna Tilly deserved better than whispers of failure and the crushing weight of an unknown curse that we aren't even sure is real and it is something she couldn’t control.While Uncle Jayden, Dad and Hans focused on their respective pack's immediate needs, I found myself drawn to the dusty, forgotten corners of our Midnight pack's library.Hans wasn’t thrilled about me being here alone of course, but with Samuel and Beta Trent busy combing through Blood Moon Pack's records, and Mom and Uncle Aidan deep in Crescent Moon’s archives, I convinced him to let me take this task on. More like compromised because I am surrounded by some of our pack members.The library smelled of old paper and aged leather—a comforting scent despite the daunting task ahead.
Jhoanna’s POVAfter sharing the joyful news with my parents, Hans and I made our way to the pack’s common area to find Samuel. My Goddess, how I miss this brother of mine so damn much!Although he could sometimes be insufferably overprotective, I knew he’d be thrilled about becoming an uncle.We found him in the training yard, sparring with a few pack members. His tall frame and wild grin made him easy to spot as he tossed one of his opponents onto the ground with playful ease.“Samuel!” I called out, waving to catch his attention.He turned toward us, brushing sweat off his brow. His sharp eyes lit up when he saw me, and he quickly excused himself from the sparring ring. Jogging over, he gave me his signature crooked grin.“Well, if it isn’t my favorite sister,” he teased. “What brings you back here to our humble domain?”“Your only sister,” I shot back, rolling my eyes.Hans cleared his throat softly, but Samuel ignored him, his grin widening. “What did you do to get dragged here,
Jhoanna’s POV“I know what you’re thinking and the answer’s no, Jhoanna.” Hans grabbed my hand gently but firmly, breaking me out of my spiraling thoughts. His piercing blue eyes met mine, calm but resolute.“What do you mean?” I asked, even though I already had an inkling of what he was about to say.“You’re not getting involved in this,” Hans said firmly. “You’re pregnant, Jhoanna. You’ve got enough on your plate without diving into some ancient mystery or curse.”‘But Hans, I can’t just sit here and do nothing!’ I protested, the urgency in my voice surprising even me to the point that we didn’t notice we joined the group link. ‘If it’s true—if this curse really exists—then Luna Tilly and the Crescent Moon Pack could be in danger! I have to help.’“You can help by staying safe,’ Hans countered. ‘This isn’t just about you anymore. You have our pup to think about now.’His words hit me like a bucket of cold water. He was right—I wasn’t just responsible for myself anymore. Still, the t
Jhoanna’s POV‘OH MY GODDESS, JHOANNA!!’Mom’s excited shriek echoed through the group mind link the moment I shared the news. It was so loud I instinctively winced, though a grin tugged at my lips.Before I could respond, Uncle Jayden jumped in with his usual over-the-top enthusiasm.‘Wait! Is it a boy or a girl?’ he asked, his voice practically vibrating with excitement.‘They don’t know yet, Jayden,’ came Uncle Aidan’s slightly more restrained—but still obviously thrilled—reply. ‘You do realize it’s still early, right?’‘Well, excuse me for being excited!’ Uncle Jayden shot back. ‘Do you know how long we’ve been waiting for this?’‘We? You mean you've been waiting,’ Aidan corrected. ‘And you’re already acting like it’s your pup.’‘It’s my niece or nephew! Same thing!’ Jayden retorted, and I could practically hear him rolling his eyes.‘It’s actually grandniece or grandnephew,’ Uncle Aidan rebuts.‘Damn. Are we that old already?’ Uncle Jayden gasped.Before the bickering could escal
Jhoanna’s POVWeeks later, after that embarrassing but satisfying heat of mine, the peaceful bliss that followed that night with Hans seemed to settle into every corner of my life. Yet, something felt... off. Subtle at first, but undeniable as time went on.The first sign was the irritation. At first, I brushed it off, blaming a restless night or stress from my duties as Luna. But then, every little thing started to get under my skin. The way Hans left his boots by the door instead of neatly placing them on the rack? Infuriating. The sound of his pen scratching against paper as he went through reports? Maddening. “Could you not do that?” I snapped one morning, glaring at him from across the room. We are currently just chilling here in our bedchambers but still had to check on some papers.Hans raised a brow, clearly confused. “Do what?”“That!” I gestured wildly at him, feeling a heat rise in my cheeks. “The scratching! It’s like nails on a chalkboard.”His lips twitched, and I
(NSFW content)Jhoanna’s POVSlowly, the intensity began to ebb, leaving me breathless and trembling. Coming down from the high, my chest heaved with each ragged breath, and my limbs felt like liquid, weak and boneless against the bed. I loosened my grip on his hair, my fingers brushing against his scalp in an unspoken apology for how tightly I had held him.Hans lifted his head, his eyes dark and intense as they locked onto mine. A satisfied, almost predatory smile played on his lips. "You’re incredible," he murmured, his voice low and full of warmth, as he gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear.“But we’re not done yet,” he darkly whispered. “You know that, right?”“Can I at least rest for a minute?” I gasped. Still feeling this intense pleasure washing all over me. My body is trembling, the aftershocks of what had just happened leaving me weak and breathless.Hans tilted his head, a sly smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he leaned closer, his voice a deep, tea







