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Daphne knew better than to glance at his phone. The first ring she ignored, letting it vibrate against the nightstand while his mouth pressed hers. The second time it buzzed, she was already lost with her wrists pinned above her head by one of Storm’s large hands, his body moving deep inside her intimate flesh in that slow, devastating pattern that always made her forget every boundary they’d drawn three years ago.The Alpha’s bedroom carried the scent of sex and warm cedarwood, undercut by the faint, artificial lemon from the diffuser Katerina had given him months ago. Daphne hated that smell. It felt like an intruder, a reminder that she was never truly alone with him.Daphne bit her lip, fighting back the moans rising in her throat. Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, her heels pressing into the hard muscle of his back. Even after three years, her body still craved him like air. Storm felt dangerous in her arms, tall, powerfully built, every part of him solid and commandin

Gasps and excited murmurs swam among the gathered crowd.“A female wolf is pregnant? Does that mean things are finally getting better?”“An heir, finally…”“The breeder couldn't do it.”“Of course not. She’s only human.”The whispers cut deep, each one feeling like her chest was being clawed out by the sharpest claws. Daphne stared at Storm, quietly pleading for him to look at her, to deny it, to do anything. But his eyes stayed fixed on Katerina. His large hand gently covered Katerina’s own over her stomach, in a touch so tender it felt like acid being poured over Daphne’s heart. The tray slipped from her numb fingers.Glass shattered against the marble floor, the beautiful cake she had made smashing into pieces. The loud crash stopped the entire celebration, leading every turned head toward her.Storm’s dark eyes finally met hers. There was no comfort there, only a flash of irritation, as if she were an embarrassment he had to deal with at the worst possible time.Daphne stood froze

The next morning, Daphne woke up with her eyes feeling raw and sour from all the crying she’d done the night before. She buried her face deeper into the pillow, trying to block out the memories that kept rushing in. Those early mornings in her first year here, Storm would quietly slip into her room just to check that the blanket was properly tucked around her so she wouldn’t catch a cold.A fresh tear slid from the corner of her swollen eyes. She wiped it away quickly. No more tears. If Sadie saw her like this, the doctor would lecture her for hours about how emotional stress could harm the pregnancy. Daphne wasn’t going to let anything hurt her babies.They needed her to be strong. They needed her to eat, too. She skipped dinner last night because her stomach had been too twisted after that conversation with Storm.Another tear escaped anyway. She brushed it off with the back of her hand and forced herself out of bed. The kitchen used to be one of her favorite places, right after col

Storm’s eyes went wide, and his entire body went still. With the truth out in the open, even the servants rushing back and forth with supplies stayed glued to the floor. Morwen, standing a few steps away, had her mouth falling open in shock.Daphne held her breath, heart in her mouth. Did he believe her? Maybe. She saw his throat move as he inhaled deeply. Some of the anger seemed to drain away. She took one tentative step closer, but in the blink of an eye, his face shifted from shock to fury. She saw his pain too, and she shook her head frantically, desperate to stop him from doubting her again. “Don’t do this storm—““If you needed somewhere to pour your anger, you should’ve just come for me instead.” he said hoarsely.Daphne’s face crumpled. “I swear on everything I have left—” “And now this?” Storm dragged a hand through his hair, looking like he was barely holding himself together. “Now, suddenly, you’re pregnant?”“I would never lie about this!” She cried. “This is low, Daph

Storm couldn’t bring himself to sleep even for a second. The whiskey on his desk had gone warm hours ago, but he hadn’t touched it. Rain hammered against the office windows while he sat in the dark, staring at nothing. The house was quiet now that Katerina was sedated, but he could still hear her cries for their baby echoing in his mind. Every time he closed his eyes, he kept seeing flashes of her lying at the bottom of the stairs, covered in blood.But he also couldn't stop thinking about Daphne and the look on her face when she stood in the same office, asking what he would do if she was pregnant. Or the time she announced her fake pregnancy in front of everyone. A few curses left Storm’s mouth as he dragged a hand down his face. Never in his thirty years of life had he been so damn confused. This wasn’t like him. Nothing made sense anymore.Months ago, Kat showed up outside his company headquarters, crying in the rain after disappearing from his life for nearly a year.At first,