Monster Luna Writes Her Own Destiny
“Very good.”
Alpha King held his breath—and I could feel the aura recede slightly, like a wave finally finding the shore. “Say it,” he pleaded, his voice cracking at the edge.
The doctor had already smiled, unable to hold back. “Luna is pregnant.”
The words bounced through the curtains, splitting the hall like dawn. For a moment, the earth was silent. Then the chaos erupted. Cheers and tears mingled, glasses clinked, prayers flew. The Alphas patted each other on the shoulder, the Lunas ran toward me with sparkling eyes. Even the servants, who had been trembling moments ago, now embraced each other in laughter.
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