Lahat ng Kabanata ng Luna To Alpha Ace: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 117

The sunlight streaming through our bedroom window should have felt warm and comforting, but instead, it highlighted how pale my skin had become. A week. It had been exactly one week since Dr. Jake discharged me from the hospital, and I was getting worse instead of better. I shifted Aiden to my other arm, trying to find a position that didn't make my joints ache. Even holding my tiny son was becoming difficult, and that terrified me more than anything else. "Lily, they're here!" Ace called from downstairs. My heart lifted despite my exhaustion. Lena and Zoe. Had come to meet Aiden, and I'd been looking forward to their visit all week. "Coming!" I called back, though my voice came out weaker than intended. Standing up sent a wave of dizziness through me, and I had to grip the dresser for support. This was getting ridiculous. I was supposed to be recovering, not falling apart. The sound of familiar laughter drifted up the stairs, and I forced myself to smile. Lena and Zoe we

Pain. That's all I knew for the first three days. Every joint in my body felt like it was being torn apart and rebuilt from the inside out. Even breathing hurt. The pills Dr. Jake had given me helped, but only barely. They took the edge off the agony, made it bearable instead of unbearable. But I still couldn't get out of bed for more than a few minutes at a time. "Mama hurt?" Emma asked for the hundredth time today, her small hand patting my arm gently. "A little, baby," I managed, forcing a smile. "But Mama's getting better." She'd been glued to my side since the transformation began. Ace would carry her to her own room for naps and bedtime, but the moment she woke up, she'd toddle right back to me. Like she could sense that something fundamental had changed. "Emma stay with Mama," she announced, climbing carefully onto the bed beside me. The mattress dipped under her weight, sending a fresh wave of pain through my joints. I bit back a groan. "You can stay, sweethear

"Mama, baba smile!" Emma announced proudly, pointing at Aiden who was indeed giving me his first real, intentional smile. Two months. My baby boy was two months old already, and every day brought discoveries. The way his eyes tracked movement now, how he responded to my voice, the little coos that sounded almost like he was trying to talk. "He's getting so big," I marveled, lifting him from his bouncer to cuddle him close. He smelled like baby soap and that indefinable sweetness that all infants seemed to carry. *He's perfect,* Elisa said warmly in my mind. *Growing strong.* Emma climbed onto the couch beside me, carefully patting Aiden's tiny hand. "Good baba," she said seriously. "Emma sister." "The best sister," I agreed, kissing the top of her head. These quiet moments had become my favorite part of each day. The three of us together, no supernatural drama, no pack business, no emergencies. Just normal family life. Well, as normal as life could be when you were ma

LILY Nine Months Later “This one’s different.” I gripped Ace’s hand tighter as another contraction rolled through me, stronger than the ones that had been coming and going all morning. “Different how?” he asked, his voice steady despite the worry I could see in his eyes. “More intense. More…” I paused, searching for the right word as the pain peaked and then slowly faded. “More urgent.” We were in our bedroom, where I’d insisted on laboring for as long as possible. Dr. Jake was downstairs with Helen, who was watching Emma and Aiden. The plan was to head to the hospital when things got serious. But something told me we might not make it that far. *She’s coming,* Elisa said excitedly in my mind. *Our daughter is ready.* “How far apart are the contractions now?” Ace asked, glancing at his phone where he’d been timing them. “Four minutes,” I breathed, feeling another one building. “Oh God, here comes another one.” This time, I couldn’t stay quiet. A low groan esca