Epilogue 3 Elena’s POV Pregnancy, I learned very quickly… was not easy. It didn’t matter that I could bend steel without touching it. It didn’t matter that wolves twice my size still lowered their heads when I walked into a room. None of that mattered. Because somehow I had become the center of everyone’s attention. And I hated it. “Sit.” “I am sitting.” “Properly.” I exhaled slowly, resisting the urge to roll my eyes as I adjusted slightly on the cushioned seat in the sunlit room. My mother stood across from me, arms folded..........not harshly, but with that calm authority that had never needed to be loud. “I am sitting properly,” I repeated. Her gaze dropped pointedly to the way I had one leg tucked beneath me. I shifted. “There,” I said. She nodded once. Satisfied. I leaned back, letting the sunlight spill across my skin, one hand resting absently over the gentle curve of my stomach. It still felt unreal sometimes. I was going to be a mother. I wanted to be
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