Alphabet Lore Pregnant Novels & Stories

I had asked grandfather for counsel too, and the old man agreed to my plan. So all was set. All that I needed to do was say the words. But for some reason, I was scared. I cleared my throat, ignoring the slight pang of fear slithering down my spine. "As you all know that as the Alpha, the woman who bears my kid, who shares the mate bond with me, will be the Luna. And as you are all also aware, Dahlia is the mother of my kids. And she is my mate. Which, automatically, makes her the Luna of the Pack."

Aria’s head shifts slightly with each stride, her skin hot and damp against my arm. The door to the clinic bangs open under my boot. The smell of herbs, alcohol, and dried blood hits me. “Doctor!” My voice ricochets off the walls, sharp enough to make the healer jerk upright from where she was tending to a soldier’s bandaged leg. “Alpha—” “She shifted for the first time and burned out,” I cut in, laying Aria gently on the cot closest to the window for light. “She’s pregnant. She needs fluids, now.”

Vaelith. Tall, ageless, her skin as pale as bone and eyes the color of amethyst. Her presence was like a blade—beautiful, cold, and dangerous. "So this is the infamous Luna," Vaelith purred. "And her beast of a mate." Kael didn’t flinch. "Speak. Quickly." Vaelith’s gaze lingered on Luna. "The prophecy is moving faster than expected. You carry the mark. The child is already forming." Luna’s hand flew to her stomach. "What do you want?"

Morning burst asunder across the Grove of the Ancients, spilling golden and pink light through its boughs. There, centered, stood Aria, her toes dug into the cool, moss-encrusted earth. Her hand lay on her pregnant belly, heavy and buzzing with life, though she had arrived before dawn, before any singing bird was bold enough to warble, before dew had ever sampled the morning. “You’re pushing yourself too hard!” Kale called through from behind, his voice grating and raspy, still colored by pain and concern.

“Yes. Use her. Let the council believe the bαby is yours. Let them see you with α pregnαnt Lunα by your side. Thαt’s power, Killiαn. Thαt’s leverαge.” Logαn leαned forwαrd. “You’re competing with two other Αlphαs, remember? Αlphα Doriαn of the North Territory, αnd Αlphα Cαssiαn from the Eαst. Both strong. Both with Lunα mαtes, yes‚ but neither of them hαs α pregnαnt Lunα. You do.”

Nova spun me around, laughing and sobbing simultaneously, already declaring herself the favorite aunt. "Sophie's pregnant too," Nova reminded me. "Our children will grow up together. Phoenix and wolf, witch and warrior. A new generation without the old wounds." Aria arrived within hours of getting my message, bringing ancient texts about phoenix pregnancies. "Your fire will run hotter," she warned, spreading scrolls across our table. "The babies will draw on your power as they develop. You'll need to be careful. No major phoenix manifestations. No battles. No unnecessary risks." "She's saying bed rest," Derek translated, already looking protective.

That meant I had an entire entourage following me to the hospital wing where the doctor quickly confirmed that I was already almost two months along. “What does that mean? When will I have the baby?” I placed my forearm on my forehead, feeling a little faint. Lorenzo and I hadn’t really planned on when we wanted children. We discussed that we wanted children since he would need an heir, but we didn’t say when! “Normally, an alpha pregnancy lasts about four months, but since we don’t know what your real rank was, it could take a bit longer. I suggest we work on four months and if the baby is a little late it will only be a bonus. It will give the baby a little more time to grow.” The doctor w

A low growl rumbled from deep in his chest. “Your scent,” he murmured. His hand gripped her waist as he inhaled again, slower this time. “The subtle shift in your hormones… the mixed aroma… there’s no denying it.” Raven’s stomach dropped. “You’re pregnant.”

“And you’re not alone. I’m here for you, always.” During the pregnancy, Arlo also made a point to maintain a sense of normalcy in their lives. They continued their date nights, albeit with a twist. Instead of fancy dinners, they would have cozy nights in, filled with laughter, movies, and popcorn. Sometimes, they would take strolls through the park, hand in hand, as Arlo pointed out the beauty of nature and shared dreams for their future family. These moments became cherished rituals, helping Lune feel grounded amidst the changes that were happening.

' Vance asked again with a blank expression. 'Yes pregnant' Aria answered again looking at Vance with a similar blank expression. 'As in 'Pregnant' pregnant' the Alpha dumbly I asked. 'Pregnant has only one meaning in my vocabulary.' Aria answered, growing a little confused with the Alpha's answers. Usually, an Alpha jumps around with joy once it's announced that their mates are pregnant. Vance's dumb questions were confusing her.