The weight of his secret had become a living thing inside Omega Cassian Vale, growing, shifting, demanding acknowledgment. By the sixth week, his pregnant belly had rounded noticeably beneath his robes, impossible to fully conceal from anyone who looked too closely. His chest was fuller, nipples perpetually swollen and leaking sweet colostrum that stained his inner linings. The rich, fertile scent of pregnancy clung to him like a beacon, making every alpha in the castle subtly turn their heads. His body craved Kael’s knot constantly, as if the child within already demanded its sire’s claim. Tonight would be the night. Cassian swore it to himself as he slipped through the hidden passage into the royal chambers. No more interruptions. No more fear. Kael waited for him, the Alpha King’s golden eyes glowing with barely-leashed rut the moment Cassian entered. The king’s nostrils flared, drinking in the intensified omega scent. “Gods, Cassian,” Kael growled, voice thick with primal need.
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