Zane’s POVThe entire pack house had been thrown into chaos since morning.Servants moved in and out carrying decorations, flowers, gifts from neighboring packs, expensive fabrics, baskets, and enough baby items to fill an entire wing.Yet somehow, despite all the movement around me, my attention remained fixed on one thing only.The nursery.I stood in the middle of the room adjusting the final piece above the crib myself while two decorators waited nervously nearby, probably wondering why their Alpha refused to let them do their jobs.“Move it slightly left,” I instructed one of them.The man quickly obeyed.“No… too much.”He adjusted it again.“Perfect.”I stepped back, folding my arms as I examined the room carefully.Soft silver and dark blue curtains.A carved wooden crib.Tiny shelves already stacked with toys Winnie had somehow managed to buy half the city for.I still couldn’t believe I had a son.The thought alone felt unreal.The door behind me opened and Nikolas walked in
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