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After a moment, Darius cleared his throat and asked, “What are your plans with Serene, Alpha?” Thorne didn’t respond immediately. He looked over the documents for several more moments before sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose as he flipped them closed. Clasping his hands in front of him, he finally responded. “I don’t know what you mean by plans,” Thorne said. “I have a Luna who, thankfully, is being as agreeable as possible in this situation. Serene is entitled to my roof over her head and nothing more.” “Do you have the slightest suspicion that the pregnancy may not be yours?” Darius pressed, staring Thorne down, but Thorne didn’t notice, as his was gaze fixed on the wall opposite

It was the Healer from the pack clinic. Dorian frowned and answered. "What is it?" The Healer hesitated. "Alpha, I wanted to ask how Luna Liora is doing." "She's still in the early stages of pregnancy, and she seemed emotionally unstable the day before yesterday. Is she all right?" The altar chamber went silent. Dorian's fingers tightened around the phone. "What did you just say?" "Luna Liora is two months pregnant. Didn't she tell you?" For a few seconds, Dorian did not move. Then all the color drained from his face.

Ben nodded, then dove into the water. Thorn pulled Leila in and got ready to follow Ben. “I won’t let you go. I will take you there.” Leila whispered in his ear, “Thorn,” she grabbed Thorn’s arm tightly and tried to articulate the words clearly, “all of the golden dust went inside my stomach. It’s alive. We are having a baby.”

For Jax. Elara's face crumpled, tears tracking down. 'It's not like that!' She dropped to her knees, the moonlight revealing a slight swell under her shift. 'I'm pregnant. By a rival—Jax's brother. He promised safety for the pup if I brought Lena. I didn't want to betray you, Thorne. You're family.' Her words hit like claws, emotion raw—guilt, love twisted into desperation. I'd trusted her, shared secrets in the den, felt her as a sister. Now, betrayal stung deep, the forest's whispers turning mocking.

A new threat emerged from within: one of the younger adult heirs, a 24-year-old cousin named Thorne, challenged our leadership, demanding Elena as part of his claim. The confrontation unfolded at the original estate. Thorne arrived with supporters. Elena, belly swollen, took control in her signature way. She seduced the dissenters one by one, and soon the grand hall became a battlefield of flesh. I watched as Elena was shared. Thorne fucked her pregnant pussy first while she sucked others. Then the full chaos: Elena at the center of a storm of bodies. Multiple cocks filling her holes simultaneously. Fists stretching her limits. Her tits sucked and sprayed milk. She orgasmed continuously, squ

Grumbling under his breath Tristan turned and stalked toward a grouping of huts in the far side of the bailey. It was the early hours of the morning. The sun just rising when Miernephen heard the rumbling, echoing voice of one of the Water Princes. “Lust…” The Seringue turned bright orange on her arm, searing and hissing. She squealed behind her clamped lips. Sliding over the floor. Waking Zierno. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “What’s going on?” He rolled off his bedroll to scurry over to her on all fours. Seeing she was clearly in pain. Her skin flushed and her gold eyes burning to deep red. She bared her teeth. Hissing and writhing in anguish.

This comment caught my attention and I opened the comments of the people that replied to it. “Maybe she wanted to hide that she was pregnant so she could prepare to kill the child.” I held my mouth and sobbed loudly. “How did he even find out that I lost the baby?” I thought to myself. I never told anyone asides from Tyler, And, Rose and Mrs Sophia. They couldn’t have told anyone so Leonardo must have done something else to find out about it. My phone rang while I was still looking at the comments and it was my therapist. “Hi Sarah.” I said when I picked the call.

Bring happiness wherever you go. The Amerotha forest glowed. Blue-golden light shimmered everywhere, welcoming Vione's prayer and sealing it with every life in the forest, as if to signal that destiny was set and their happiness could not be disturbed. Time moved on. Day by day, the joy of Vione's first pregnancy turned into the joy of her first birth, some seven months later. A pair of twins, the heirs of the Frostholm Pack, were born safely. Their names were Silas Thorne and Sylvia Thorne.