บททั้งหมดของ Claimed by the Alpha, Desired by His Blood: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 86

Zane I found myself in the pack library at midnight, surrounded by books I’d single-handedly picked out—mainly to avoid questions from Ezra. ‘Pregnancy and the Wolf: A Comprehensive Guide. Maternal Health in Shifter Populations. The First Year: What to Expect When Expecting a Pup.‘ The titles alone made me feel ridiculous like some anxious first-time father instead of an Alpha securing his lineage. But I opened the first one anyway, scanning through chapters on fetal development and nutritional requirements. According to the book, the pup was barely the size of a lentil at six weeks. It had no heartbeat yet that could be detected outside the womb. Just cells dividing and organizing into something that would eventually become a person. My heir. I tried the word out silently. My child. Neither felt real yet. I flipped to a chapter on common complications, and my jaw tightened with each paragraph. Miscarriage. Developmental abnormalities. Maternal health risks. So many

Zane There were still tears in her eyes and it disturbed the flow of her speech. I knelt there in front of her, my hand still on her shoulder, completely out of my depth. I had faced rogue attacks that could have destroyed everything I had built. I had made hard decisions that cost lives and harder ones that saved them. But I had no idea what to do with a crying pregnant woman on the floor of her chambers. “Tiana,” I said quietly. “You said you are sorry?” “Yes.” She shook her head. “Why?” “Because everything is wrong and I don’t know how to fix it.” My hand moved from her shoulder without conscious thought, settling gently on her stomach. In the place where our pup was growing. She didn’t pull away. Just covered my hand with both of hers, holding it there like she needed the connection as much as I suddenly did. “The healer said the pup is healthy,” I said, trying to understand. “I know.” “Then what?” “That’s the problem.” She let out a shaky breath. “

Zane I stared at the map spread across my desk, the red marks indicating rogue sightings multiplying like a disease spreading through our territory. Seven incidents had been recorded in the past two weeks and I was not sure how to feel about it. All testing our defenses at different points. I was certain that it wasn’t random. Rogues didn’t organize like this unless someone was directing them. “The pattern suggests they’re probing for weak points,” Ezra said, leaning over the map. “Testing response times and guard rotations.” “Preparing for something bigger.” I traced the line of marks with one finger. “They’re gathering intelligence.” “Should we increase patrols?” “Yes. Double the night watch on the eastern border. That’s where they’ve been most active.” I made notes on the report. “And I want eyes on the elder meetings. If someone’s feeding information to rogues, it’s coming from inside the pack.” Ezra’s expression darkened. “You think the corruption goes that de