Ella's POV Days passed as the weight of the upcoming visit to my parents' and I was busy with my schedule, training the new healers. And got work with the clinic. It's been busy, and I've wanted to visit my old house since I entered Jayden's childhood room and remember happy memories. I have to clear my schedules to visit my old house.But the thought grew heavier in my mind. I hadn't set foot there even when I came back, the tragic night they were killed devastated me, I was plagued by haunting nightmares that resurfaced whenever I thought of them. But now, with my unborn child, I feel the need to tell them. I feel lonely without them. I just wanted to see them again. With the journey of motherhood unfolding within me, a longing tugged at my heart, urging me to confront my fears and seek solace in the memories of my past.I was back from training the new healers and didn't have an appointment with the clinic so I decided to go. It was afternoon, the warmth of the sun casting a gentl

Ella's POVI stayed behind the big rock, that mom hid me peeping from there, fear coursing through my veins, the sounds of the fierce battle between my parents and the enemy pack filled my ears. The clash of claws and the guttural growls mingled with the crackling of the campfire, creating a cacophony of danger. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched the struggle unfold before my eyes.Dad stood firm, a pillar of strength and courage, he fought with unwavering resolve. His deep voice roared with authority as he defended his family, his pack, his muscles rippling with each powerful strike. Beside him, my mother moved with grace and agility, her lithe form weaving through the chaos as she countered their attacks with finesse.But despite their fierce efforts, they were outnumbered. The enemy pack pressed on, their glowing eyes filled with malice and hunger. My parents were valiant, refusing to yield, their love for each other and our pack shining brightly in their eyes.The one who s

Ella's POVI stood in front of the mirror, wearing the long loose floral dress I carefully chose after spending almost an hour on picking what to wear. I applied a touch of makeup, as I powder my nose.I looked into the mirror. Beautiful. No dark circles. No messy hair.I let out a sigh of relief, Aiden had returned and would be here any moment. I can feel the mate bond getting stronger every second and my heart was filled with both excitement and nervousness.I wanted to make this moment special, to surprise him with the news of our child. But how should I approach it? What should I say? Should I give him baby gifts as a sign of our shared joy?I am carefully examining my reflection. The soft glow of pregnancy illuminated my eyes as I traced my fingers along my shoulder bone and gently rested a hand on my tummy, hoping to feel the slightest hint of a baby bump. Is Aiden going to find out immediately if she sees me? I couldn't wait to surprise him with the news of our growing family.

Aiden's POV I stood in the training ground, bathed in the pale moonlight that accentuated the sweat glistening on my body. The training dummy loomed before me, a canvas on which I could unleash my bottled-up rage and frustration. Each punch I threw reverberated through my muscles, providing a temporary respite from the storm brewing inside me.Thoughts flooded my mind as I landed blow after blow. "Why did she betray me?" I growled, my voice laced with a mixture of anger and sorrow. "How could she willingly carry another man's child? Doesn't she realise the pain it inflicts upon me?"Black howls, his eyes reflecting concern. "A," his voice echoed in my mind, a soothing presence amidst the chaos. "We've practised this several times, you need to let go of your anger, by finding a way to channel it constructively. Let the punches release the tension, but remember the love that still binds you to Ella."I paused for a moment, my fists trembling with exhaustion and lingering fury. I wiped t

Ella's POVI woke up early, feeling a surge of energy within me. Today was the day Kristy had insisted on training together, claiming that it would help me stay strong and prepared during my pregnancy. I admired her dedication and felt grateful for her support, seeing her as my closest friend.I made my way to the training ground, the morning air was crisp and invigorating. Kristy was already there, her focus evident as she prepared for our session. I smiled warmly at her, ready to begin our training.We started with some light stretching, warming up our bodies for the workout ahead. Kristy guided me through various exercises and techniques, pushing me to my limits. Surprisingly, I found myself becoming stronger and more agile with each passing day.During our sparring sessions, Kristy's hits were notably more powerful than before. I admired her determination and attributed her strength to her own commitment to training. She was always encouraging me, pushing me to do my best and prai