บททั้งหมดของ The Fate of the Alpha's Orphaned Daughter: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 39

Maison's eyes darkened with mischief, a rare playfulness replacing his usual Alpha intensity. "That depends," he murmured, leaning closer until his lips brushed my ear. "How do you feel about spending a few days completely isolated from supernatural politics?" "That sounds suspiciously like a honeymoon," I observed, my body instinctively leaning into his warmth. "Perhaps a preview of one," he admitted. "I've arranged for us to use the Diamond family retreat in the northern mountains after the groundbreaking ceremony. Complete privacy, stunning views, and absolutely no council meetings." "What about security concerns?" I asked, though the idea of escape, even temporarily, was tremendously appealing. "Alr

That was true I had adoptive human parents too, sadly they were no longer with us they had past about a year ago. They were pack members of the Blue Moon Pack although they were humans they were some of our pack traders they were returning to the pack when they came across Uncle Mateo and myself. I had never actually told anyone apart from Maison this but it felt right to share now. "My adoptive parents were human members of the Blue Moon Pack," I said quietly. "They were pack traders who found Uncle Mateo and me when we were fleeing. They took us in without question, protected us when others might have turned us away." A lump formed in my throat. "They passed away about a year ago." Maison's arm tightened around me, offering silent support. He was the only one I'd shared this part of my history with, the loss still too

"That sounds perfect," I agreed, relieved that he was considering options that would honor Harley's service while acknowledging his needs. "And for the new structure... what are you thinking?""Something more balanced," Maison mused, his strategic mind already working through possibilities. "Perhaps five positions instead of three, creating a more distributed network of responsibility. Specialists rather than just a hierarchy."Hope fluttered again, making me smile as I placed my hand over the movement. "I think your daughter likes this direction.""Our daughter," he corrected gently, his hand joining mine. "Who will grow up in a world where pack structures serve their members, not just tradition."A soft knock at the door interrupted our discussion. Jackson poked his head in, his expression carefully neutral as he assessed whether it was safe to return."Dinner's getting cold," he said by way of explanation. "And Uncle Mateo would never forgive me if his culinary diplomacy went to wa

Daniel looked to his parents, then to me, conflict evident in his expression. "I should meet them, shouldn't I? They might have information about my birth parents. About what happened after..." "It's your decision," I said gently. "But remember, you don't have to face them alone. We would be with you, all of us." Hope fluttered decisively, making both Ellen and me smile despite the tension of the moment. "Apparently Hope votes yes," I observed. "She does seem to have opinions about everything," Ellen noted with grandmotherly affection that warmed my heart. Daniel took a deep breath, squaring his shoulders as he came to a decision. "I'll meet the

"The ancient boundaries are revealing themselves," Alpha Thornfang explained, his deep voice carrying the weight of historical significance. "Stone markers and energy patterns long obscured by human development or magical concealment reappearing after centuries.""Similar phenomena have occurred in dragon territories," Elder Pyraxis confirmed, his ancient eyes reflecting firelight from the centrepiece candles. "Pathways between realms that were sealed during the divergence are showing signs of reactivation.""Restoration patterns," Sebastian observed from his place further down the table. "Just as the historical texts predicted. Balance reasserting itself across supernatural boundaries."Hope moved again beneath my hands, a decisive flutter that made me adjust my position slightly. Tuccus, seated across from me, glanced up immediately, his enhanced senses clearly attuned to her movements. The obsidian pendant at his throat pulsed briefly with inner fire, responding to the connection.