Two weeks after the challenge, the morning sun bathed the pack clearing in a gentle, hopeful light, birdsong filling the crisp air as I stood before the elders, my hand resting instinctively on my still-flat belly. A flutter of nerves danced in my chest, but excitement overshadowed it… today was the confirmation. Elder Mira, our healer with her silver hair and kind, wrinkled eyes twinkling behind spectacles, stepped forward holding a small wooden bowl of herbs, her face breaking into a wide, genuine smile that crinkled her cheeks. She dipped two fingers in, then pressed them to my abdomen, murmuring an ancient chant under her breath, eyes closing in concentration.The pack held its breath around us, Kael at my side with his arm possessively around my waist, his broad frame tense, jaw set firm but blue eyes soft when they met mine. Tom nodded encouragingly, his usual scowl softened to rare warmth, bushy brows lifted in anticipation. Jax lurked at the edge, posture slumped defeated, av
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