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I woke slowly to the soft warmth of Devon’s chest beneath me, his hand resting possessively on the curve of my waist. The sunlight peeked through the curtains, scattering gold across our sheets, but it did nothing to calm the storm in my chest. My baby shifted inside me, a small, fluttering reminder of everything I had to protect. I swallowed hard, remembering the miscarriage I’d endured long ago, and the fear twisted tight around my ribs. I’d been scared then, scared now, but the difference was Devon he was here, and he would never let anything happen to me.“Good morning, Luna,” he murmured, his voice rough and deep with sleep. His hand traced lazy patterns along my side, sending shivers down my spine despite the weight of my worry.I turned my head, catching his gaze. “Morning,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I didn’t sleep well…thinking.”“You were dreaming again,” he said knowingly, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “About Levi?”I flinched, but nodded. “Yes. I can’

The morning sun cast a golden glow across the room, highlighting the soft curve of Devon’s shoulders and the faint rise and fall of his chest as he slept beside me. I couldn’t bring myself to move, not yet. Every time I looked at him, a wave of warmth rushed through me. Even after everything the attacks, the fear, the pack’s hostility this calm felt like a gift I didn’t deserve.I ran my fingers along his arm, tracing the muscles I knew so well, memorizing every detail like it was a secret I could keep locked inside me. His skin was warm under my touch, and I could feel the gentle tremor of his breath against mine. “Devon,” I whispered, brushing my lips against the edge of his shoulder, “wake up.”He stirred immediately, his eyes fluttering open to reveal that smoldering, half-asleep look I loved. “Morning already?” His voice was husky, rough with sleep, and it made my heart thump faster.“Yes,” I said softly, pressing my hand against his chest. “And I think you need some attention.”

When I stepped out of the daycare, the sound of children’s laughter still clung to me like sunlight. My heart felt lighter than it had in a long time, and I realized I was smiling without forcing it. The air outside was crisp, carrying the smell of pine and fresh bread from the nearby houses. For once, I wasn’t rushing anywhere, and no one was glaring at me as though I didn’t belong.I walked down the dirt path, and to my surprise, two women waved at me from a bench where they were shelling peas into a wide basket. One of them stood quickly, brushing her hands on her apron.“Luna,” she said with a small smile. “Would you like to join us for a while?”Her voice didn’t carry hesitation, not the usual cold politeness I had grown used to. Genuine warmth touched her tone, and for a second, I wasn’t sure if I had heard right.I glanced around, almost expecting someone to step in and pull me away, but no one did. So I nodded and walked over.“I’d love to,” I said softly.The second woman, ol

The next morning, I woke with a renewed sense of purpose. Yesterday had shown me something I never thought I’d find again acceptance. Belonging. It was fragile still, like a flame flickering in the wind, but it was there. And I wasn’t going to let it be extinguished.“Where are you off to so early?” Devon’s voice rumbled sleepily from behind me as I pulled on my tunic.I turned, smiling at the sight of his messy hair and the sheets tangled around his waist. “Just… out. I want to spend more time with the pack. With everyone. Not just hide inside the house.”His brow arched in surprise, then softened into approval. “I like that. Just don’t overwork yourself, alright? Remember…” His gaze dipped meaningfully to my stomach.I rested a hand there instinctively. “I remember. I’ll be careful.”He tugged me back to him for a quick kiss before releasing me. “Good. Go show them what kind of Luna you’ll be.”The word still felt strange Luna. Me. But maybe, if I kept taking steps like these, it w

The bathroom door closed behind him with a soft click, sealing the outside world away. The air in the room felt thick, warm, and intimate, a cocoon that belonged only to them. Addy’s heart was still racing from the lingering adrenaline of the day, though she didn’t fully know why. Devon’s presence calmed some part of her, but there was always that edge, a quiet hum of something unseen brushing against the edges of her mind. It was late at night and she woke up because he wasn't next to her.He moved close, hand brushing her hair back from her face. His eyes, dark and focused, seemed to see right through her, past the walls she tried to keep up around herself. "You okay?" His voice was soft but carried that edge of concern that made her pulse quicken.Addy swallowed, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the warmth and strength beneath his skin. "Yeah," she whispered, trying to steady herself, though her fingers trembled slightly. "Just… glad you’re here." She leaned into h