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The pack house felt heavier than usual, as though the walls themselves knew how close everything was. My pregnancy had advanced so much that every step reminded me of the child growing inside me. My belly had become a constant presence, pressing forward, a weight and a blessing all at once. Every time I placed my hands against it, I felt both fierce pride and raw fear. The day was coming soon too soon, maybe and the thought of being unable to fight when Levi and Elias were still out there clawed at my insides.Devon’s hand stayed steady on the small of my back as we walked into the main hall. The long table was already filled with familiar faces the patrol captains, Joey, a few elders, warriors who had stood beside Devon for years. They rose when we entered, but Devon gave a sharp look that told them to sit back down. His protective energy wrapped around me like a cloak, and yet, beneath that safety, I felt the burn of helplessness.I lowered myself carefully into the chair he pulled

The morning light spilled gently across our chambers, painting everything in a soft gold that made my heart ache with peace. I rested against Devon’s broad chest, the weight of my growing belly making me lean into him more than usual. I had never realized that being protected could feel so encompassing, so all-consuming, until now. Each day, each moment spent in his arms, reinforced a simple truth: I had never been more seen, more loved, more understood.“Do you ever feel it?” I asked quietly, tracing lazy circles over his chest with my fingertips. “The way everything’s changed… not just in me, but… in us?”Devon’s arms tightened around me, a rumble of amusement and tenderness vibrating through him. “All the time,” he admitted. “I feel it every morning I wake up and see you here, safe, alive… carrying our child. It’s… overwhelming. In a good way.”I smiled, letting my forehead rest against his shoulder. “I never imagined I could feel this… protected. And yet, so small at the same time

The day had started deceptively calm, like the calm before the storm. The sunlight spilling over the pack grounds as if mocking the storm I could feel brewing in my chest. I had been watching the borders with Devon, Joey hovering close, my body tense, every muscle alert. I knew it was only a matter of time. I could feel it in the wind, in the whisper of leaves, in the subtle unease that even Devon could not fully hide.And then, without warning, the horizon darkened not with clouds, but with movement. Shadows shifted at the edge of the forest, fast and purposeful, and my stomach twisted into a sickening knot. My pulse spiked, and a cold sweat broke across my skin. My hands instinctively went to my belly, and I could feel the baby responding, tensing, echoing my fear.“They’re here,” I whispered, barely audible over the pounding of my own heart.Devon’s hand found mine instantly, gripping tightly, grounding me. “I know. Stay with me, Addy. You’re safe. I’ve got you,” he murmured, his

The cries of the twins filled the small clinic room, mingling with the faint echo of battle outside. My arms ached from holding them, my body trembling from exhaustion, but the fierce warmth of their lives against mine burned brighter than any pain. Devon wasn’t here, he had gone back to fight, leaving me in the hands of Joey, the pack doctor, and a few trusted women. My heart clenched at the thought, worry clawing at me.I could hear distant shouts, the growl of wolves, the clash of claws, and the occasional metallic clang as Devon and the warriors held Levi and Elias at bay. Every sound made my grip on the twins tighten, as though sheer force of will could keep our enemies from crossing the clinic doors. My chest heaved with each breath, fear and love mingling into a storm I couldn’t untangle.Joey crouched beside me, her eyes steady and comforting. “They’re strong, Addy. So are you. Devon’s out there, holding them off. Focus on the twins now. Let us worry about the fight for a whil

The safe room was quiet now, but the stillness didn’t erase the lingering tension. Devon stood nearby, his eyes constantly scanning the doors and windows, muscles coiled like a predator ready to spring. The twins nestled against my chest, their tiny warmth anchoring me as I leaned back against the wall. My body ached, every nerve still humming from the adrenaline of the battle and the raw exhaustion of labor. Yet in this moment, with Devon beside me and our babies in my arms, I felt something I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in months: a fragile, trembling peace.Joey moved quietly, checking the blankets around the twins, adjusting them, making sure they were snug and safe. “They’re perfect,” she murmured, almost to herself, but her words drifted to me, filling the space with quiet reassurance. “Healthy. Strong. Both of them.”I nodded, smiling weakly. “I can’t believe it… twins. I thought… I thought I was only having one.” My voice wavered, and I pressed the boy close to my cheek, inh