A jolt of pain struck the back of Ivorie's head as soon as she regained consciousness. A low groan escaped her lips as she tried to concentrate on chasing away the pain.Her eyes soon parted slowly, squinting at the load of sudden light that fell into her eyes.Her eyes darted around, taking in her surroundings. She couldn't remember what had happened before she blacked out. The first person her eyes landed on was Shaerah who was standing close to her.“Shaerah what…”“It's okay, Luna, you should still relax.” The head healer said, motioning for Ivorie to relax.“What happened?” Immediately Ivorie asked that question, her memories began to rain in. She remembered how she got to the infirmary and what brought her there. She remembered how she lost consciousness also.“Where's Estan?” She asked as her gaze swept around only for her to see a bunch of people standing silently by the door.She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “What is going on?” She asked softly.A sense of cautiousness
“Luna?” Shaerah called Ivorie but the latter didn't hear her. She was lost in her own thoughts. Her jaw rested on her fists as the thought of her unexpected pregnancy filled her mind.It was only at that moment that she realised that neither herself nor Regan had taken prevention herbs before their sexual escapades. Apparently, they had been so lost in the bliss of the act to even think of any consequences.Consequences? It shouldn't be a consequence. Having a child, a male child, should be great news to her. A new source of happiness for her. She had conceived an heir for the Alpha of the pack. The future Alpha was lying in her womb. Yet, she still felt this hollow feeling in her gut.“Luna.” Shaerah called for the umpteenth time in a louder voice, successfully bringing Ivorie out of her thoughts.“Forgive me, Luna. Are you certain you are fine?” Shaerah asked in a tone of concern.Ivorie feigned a smile before nodding, “Of course.” She muttered.Shaerah sighed, she had tried her bes
‘Brennan, help!’ she mindlinked her guard.The door banged open and Brennan came rushing in. Having heard his Luna's agitated tone, he was on high alert.“Luna, what is wrong?” He asked.Ivorie couldn't utter a word, she only pointed her finger at the balcony, her heart palpitating against her ribcage.Brennan didn't waste time. He went towards the balcony, tearing the doors apart to check it out.He spotted the arrow on the wall instantly and squinted his eyes. He gritted his teeth then turned his gaze downstairs, where he speculated the arrow came from.There was no one there. This got him more angry and his hands balled up into fists.‘The Luna was attacked, the culprit might still be around. Check the castle grounds immediately!’ Brennan immediately mindlinked another guard.‘Yes, captain!’ the guard answered back.Brennan went back to Ivorie's room. She was on her bed, her legs folded up to her chest as her heart was still threatening to burst out of her chest.“Luna, it's okay.
“Nick,” Kiya called as she walked out of the closet of the room given to them by Alpha Johan in his castle.“How do I look in this dress?” She asked as she held the hem of her red lacy flare gown and twirled around.Nick eyes scanned her from top to bottom, his eyes obvious with disinterest and disgust. But he feigned a short smile before looking away.“It's glamorous, isn't it?” She asked, still busy admiring the dress. “It's certain that Moonbeam pack harbours the best dressmakers around.” She muttered.Her gaze turned to Nick, whose gaze wasn't upon her like she had thought. A sigh escaped her lips, realising that she was doing it again – actively deviating her attention from their sole purpose of being here.“Nick…” she walked over to her lover and sat next to him. “What did Alpha Johan discuss with you about the previous day?” She asked in a soft tone, placing her hand on his shoulder.“I had presumed you had no concern about those matters. What has changed now?” Nick asked witho
Five days later…“You need to know that, as a shifter, you only have six months till you deliver this child.” Shaerah said.“I'm aware of that.” Ivorie shot back in a slightly irritated tone.“Very well. Now, let me check your abdomen, Luna.” Shaerah muttered as she placed her healing tools on a table at her side.Ivorie, who was seated opposite her, put on a quizzical expression. She hadn't thought checking of abdomens would be among her pregnancy treatments.“Don't worry, Luna. I just want to sense the baby.” Shaerah gave her a sense of assurance.Ivorie heaved a sigh before rolling her dress up to the bottom of her breasts, revealing her bare torso.Shaerah placed a hand on it gently before shutting her eyes in concentration. She was a shifter so her inhuman hearing was intact, making her hear the little heartbeats of the foetus within Ivorie.The Luna heard it too. She shut her eyes as the heartbeat echoed in her ears lightly. Her lips curled up into a small smile. Her own child.
Smooching sounds rented the air as Regan and Ivorie were locked in a frantic kissing and caressing session. They had both rushed away from the courtroom into Regan's chamber, even leaving the door slightly ajar.They cared less as their minds were only filled with the irresistible need to satisfy each other. All the sexual build up they had both pent up inside them for their weeks apart seemed to suddenly burst open now. They need each other.Regan's frantic kisses went lower to Ivorie's neck, tickling her. She giggled as she tried to push him off vainly.“Do not deprive me of what I own!” He growled throatily, not taking his face off her neck.“I…am not, I just…I need to tell you something…really important…” ivorie said through sharp breaths and low gasps as a result of Regan's mouth assault on her.“You can tell me after we are done.” He growled in protest. He refused to allow anything to get in his way of having his mate now. He had been waiting weeks for that, fighting his heads o
Nick entered his chamber that bright afternoon, meeting Kiya lying on the bed. He heaved a sigh and settled on a chair.Kiya noticed him walking in and sat up. “And?” She asked. “What is the latest on our plot?” She asked.Without turning around, Nick answered by telling her about what he and Alpha Johan had been doing for the past five days – about the Alpha's that Alpha Johan had joined hands with to go against Regan. He told her about their promise to revoke their alliances with Cresthowl pack.“But how will that help us?” She asked, sliding off the bed and sitting on the edge.Nick heaved a sigh before relying, “Alpha Johan believes that using a political weapon against Regan will aid us greatly. So he wants to weaken his toes politically and leave him alone and powerless.”“But you're forgetting one thing,” Kiya said, “Alpha Regan is never powerless. There is a reason he is known as the Dreaded Warlord, Nick.”.“So what would you have me do? I don't know about you but that seems
Regan sat silently at the entrance of a garden, lost in his own thoughts. Thoughts about the messengers that were brought dead filled his mind. He wondered greatly why the Alphas would have done that and what level of boldness they possessed to even think of doing that at all.He didn't know what to feel. Rage, for losing his men or pain and sadness, for the same reason.‘Those Alphas should be vanquished for doing such vile thing!’ Boris growled within his mind, sending a wave of rage through him. Regan took in a deep breath to suppress the emotion. He didn't wish to be angry just yet.‘Sometimes I just wonder how many lives have been lost while following my orders.’ he thought.‘It is not your fault, don't make it sound like it is.’ Boris snarled at him.Just then, he heard footsteps behind him and his nerve ticked.“I believe I made myself clear when I said no one should…” he had turned around to see Ivorie walking towards him before he completed his statement.His emotions lighte