The rain was light today. Not the storm from before. Just a drizzle.Aria stood at the kitchen window, one hand on her belly. Seven months.Inside, the baby kicked. Hard.“He’s kicking you again,” a voice said behind her.She turned.He was there. No bandages. No hospital gown. No empty eyes.Just him. *Damon Ashford*. Her husband. Hair a little messy. Shirt with flour on it. Holding a mug of tea.He wasn’t an Alpha anymore. Not in the old way.He was just… hers.*Two Years Ago.*They left the hospital together. No memories of the pack. No memories of 30 days. No memories of a truck.Just two people who felt like they’d known each other forever.It took three months for him to ask her out. Six months for him to say _I love you_ again, for the first time in this life. One year for the ring.The locket never left her neck. It never glowed again. It was just silver. Quiet. Like a secret.---*Now. Their Home.*“Doctor said it’s a boy,” Aria said, smiling. Damon set the tea down a
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