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I haven’t been a father to my son, so why would he carry my name. “Please call me Richie, Emlyn. It’s what you’ve always called me.” Her eyes look sad before she turns back to our son. “It’s not my name anymore.” She says softly. I lean next to her, looking down at my son. He looks like Emlyn. Or I should say, he looks like Emerson because he’s huge, and as an Alpha, I would know. Every pup in the pack is introduced to the Alpha. And, my son already has a full head of dark hair, like his mother.

“He is perfect.” “He?” Sebastian asks. “Yes, it’s a boy,” the nurse tells them. “With all the meat I have been craving, I could have told you that,” Temperance smiles. “Terrance Micheal Timberman.” “You want to name him after MY dad?” Sebastian asks, holding back tears. “If it had been a girl, her name would have been Nova Nicole Timberman,” Temperance snuggles her son. “Terrance Micheal, but the last name should be Biczi. He is the future Alpha of Biczi Pack,” Sebastian rubs his son’s head. “Look at that black hair.”

I caressed Luna's back slowly as she began to detach her body from mine with a grin on her lips. I merely shook my head and smiled at her, saying, "No harm done, it's all right." Alpha Silver smiled wryly and nodded his head as his mate pulled back and moved beside him. "This is my son, Simon." he said, motioning with his hand to the boy with light brown hair and bright eyes. I carefully examined the future alpha, who had a humorous sparkle in his eyes that indicated he was more relaxed back than his father, but he also had a serious expression on his face that told me he'd be a terrific alpha eventually.

“Ashley, just cut the crap, okay? You can continue lying to the people who are stupid enough to believe that those children belong to your so-called husband, but we all know they’re ours, our flesh and blood. They’re heirs to the throne—our sons. They deserve to be with their family, to be raised as leaders. Keeping them hidden away won’t change who they are. Listen, Ashley, these boys have royal blood running in their veins, and it doesn’t matter how much you try to hide them. The truth will come out, whether you like it or not.” My hands curled into fists under the table, my pulse quickening. “I don’t know what the heck you two have told yourselves, but I don’t have to tell you that my son

Gemini shot back. Saint clenched his jaw, inhaling deeply as if trying to compose himself. “You think you’re untouchable because you’re carrying Simon’s child?” Gemini’s eyes narrowed. “I think I’m untouchable because I’m *your* daughter, and you know better than anyone, Father, that I don’t go down without a fight.” Zion let out an impressed whistle. “Damn, G, you sure you’re not my kid? Because you sound just like me.”

He said, smiling in tears. "Simon. If you want you..." Swift was about to say something but Simon held his hand. "No Luna. No. These are your babies. Your and Alpha's. The heirs to the throne. I am honored that you chose me to bear your babies. And that’s enough. Maybe when I am ready we will have our own pups. Right Trist. But don’t.. I repeat dont give over your pups to anyone Luna. Besides, I can always come over to meet them. Right"? Simon said and Swift nodded.

I need to be fully prepared for his revenge and I'll surely make him beg for mercy if he steps on my nerves. We are talking about the president's son here? Are you sure you can handle him? What do you think will happen to you after that? My mind said I don't care! I needed to put him in his place and that's what matter most, I thought. "Are you listening to me, Kiara?" Laura asked "Oh, sure" I smiled "The first Son is called Liam but I know nothing about him. I heard he is not in the country at this moment" she explained as she was showing me around the school. It was much bigger than I thought.

“Dad, you said that I’ll be the one who will take over the higher title. You planned Theodore Knight’s murder because you thought he would be the one who will become the Higher King. However, because of Nathan, he got saved, but today I’m coming to know that the real King is Nathan, not Theodore,” A boy said to his father, who was none other than the Mafia King of Africa. His name was Zane, and his son’s name was Akon.

Sierra wouldn’t say her parents were in love growing up, but they respected each other a great deal and that meant something to her, even though she never really fathomed the concept of love. Damian didn’t care much for love, so when his good friend brought up the idea of joining their families, he jumped at the idea and betrothed Sierra to his son Nathan. With their parents aging, Sierra and Nathan both became Alphas of their respective packs. Caithlyn was reserved; but was shy to show her children how much she loved them, especially Sierra. They were really close. The mother-daughter bond between them was refreshing to witness. Sierra told her mum everything, including the fact that “she h

"Our little wolf." I glanced at Katherine, my thoughts turning to the future. "What shall we call him?" I asked. Katherine's eyes sparkled. "Sambora." I raised an eyebrow. "Sambora?" Katherine nodded. "It means peace. The one who has brought us peace.” My heart swelled with emotion. "Sambora it is, then." I gazed at our son, his name now a perfect fit. "Sambora, our little wolf."