Running Away with Alpha's Baby Bump
Rayne Sharpan heir for the alpha; winning her love againpregnant and betrayed by the alphaaccidentally pregnant for the cold-hearted alpha
“But we can survive. Together.”
The wind shifted, carrying faint whispers of frost and light. The next gate waited ahead, shimmering through the fog. The Northern Path stretched onward, jagged, perilous, and alive with unseen eyes.
Aria rose, brushing snow from her coat, silver threads flickering one last time. “Then we move,” she said. “The next gate won’t wait for us.”
Kael nodded, light pulsing in quiet promise. “And neither will they.”
The pack fell into formation, moving forward through the frozen mist. Each step was cautious, measured, but full of purpose. The Hollow pulsed beneath their feet, steady now, guiding, warning, alive.