The morning was soft and silver, the sun filtering through the trees at the edge of the fortress in gentle streams. Aria rose before dawn, as she had grown accustomed, feeling the life within her pulse like a second heartbeat. The rhythm was steady now, confident, insistent — a tiny, quiet certainty that had begun to echo in the pack itself.Kieran was already awake, sitting at the edge of the bed, his gaze on her as she stretched, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “You’re glowing,” he said softly, his voice low in awe, though it had become a familiar sentiment lately.“I’m just… alive,” Aria whispered, pressing her palm over her stomach. “And so are they.”He rose, moving to stand behind her, resting his hands lightly on her shoulders. “The pack?”“Yes,” she said, turning to him. “I can feel it stronger now. The others… they’re responding to the life
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