Like every morning, Ophelia woke up on the right side of her bed. With a happy smile. It's been three days since the strange man who came all the way from The Howling Abyss Pack, left The Mistwood Pack. Ever since that moment, she's been happier than she used to be. How couldn't she be?Her life looked like it was back to being perfect. She didn't get to drag the Princess spot with Daphne who was gone for good - probably dead. She didn't give a fuck which one it was. Daphne was gone and that was the good part of it. She gets to have Adrian to herself, for as long as she would like to. The thought of it made her smile again - wider than usual. “Thank you, moon goddess.” Ophelia muttered as she got off the bed, reaching for the dressing mirror so she could take a peek. She was getting more beautiful by the day; a sign she was carrying a healthy baby. Adrian, on the other hand, never failed to act right. To him, it was a relief that Daphne was gone from the Pack and their lives. Th
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