164Ian’s POV Returning to the vampire realm always heavier each time I stepped through the threshold. Maybe it was because of the shift in the air, or maybe because the vampire realm was much more complicated than the human world. The realm was still undergoing repairs, the aftermath of the attack hanging in the air like a stubborn fog. Workers moved briskly, and I noticed the council had been gathering in the grand hall. It had been a while since our last meeting, and I could sense something was brewing.As I made my way inside, Aldric’s absence lingered in the back of my mind. His death had left a vacancy not only in the council but in the balance of power. The rest of the council, no matter how much they pretended otherwise, seemed rattled by the events that had unfolded. With everything going on, it was hard to know who to trust.Viktor, as usual, was the first to speak when I entered. He looked over his shoulder and nodded, his eyes piercing. “Ian, good. You’re here.”I didn’t
165Sophia’s POV I had been pacing the living room for a solid ten minutes before I finally worked up the courage to tell Jenny. The words stuck in my throat, not because I wasn’t excited, but because it felt so surreal. Me, getting married? To Ian? How had life changed this much in just a few months?Jenny was sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone and humming softly. She hadn’t noticed my nervous energy yet, or if she had, she was pretending not to. Finally, I took a deep breath and just blurted it out.“I’m getting married.”Her head snapped up so fast I thought she might have hurt her neck. “What?” she exclaimed, her phone slipping from her hand and landing on the cushion next to her. “Say that again. I must’ve misheard.”I smiled, feeling a little rush of excitement as I said it again, this time slower. “I’m getting married. Ian asked me to marry him.”Jenny leaped off the couch and practically tackled me in a hug. “Oh my God, Sophia! Are you serious? You’re really ge
166Sophia’s POVI sat in the driveway for what felt like hours, my fingers nervously tapping the steering wheel as I stared at the front door of my parents’ house. I’d come all this way, and now that I was actually here, I wasn’t so sure I could bring myself to tell them what I was here to tell them. How was I going to tell them? I hadn’t spoken to them in weeks—since everything had happened with Ian—and they were already worried about me. This was going to be a lot to dump on them.I sighed and finally got out of the car, clutching my jacket around me as I made my way up the steps. My belly wasn’t huge yet, but it was starting to show. I could still hide it under loose clothes, but that wouldn’t last much longer. That’s why I had to do this now, before they found out some other way.The front door opened before I even knocked. My mom stood there, her face lighting up when she saw me.“Sophia!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. “Where have you been? We’ve been so worried. You hav
167Sophia’s POVThe tension in the room felt thick, almost suffocating, as I sat with my parents again a few days after breaking the news. It was the first time I had visited since telling them I was pregnant and getting married, and even though they had said they’d support me, I could still see that they were uncertain and they definitely thought I was rushing into this.My mom was stirring a pot of soup at the stove, the wooden spoon moving in slow circles as if she was lost in thought. My dad was sitting at the kitchen table, flipping through the local newspaper, though I could tell he wasn’t really reading it. His eyes kept darting up to glance at me, like he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.“So,” I said, trying to break the silence, “I was thinking about having a small ceremony. Nothing big. Just us and maybe a couple of close friends.”My mom turned to look at me, her expression carefully neutral. “A small ceremony sounds nice,” she said, her voice a little
168Ian’s POVI was sitting at the edge of the bed, watching as Sophia absentmindedly rubbed her belly. It was clear that her mind was very far away from here. I knew that she had been worrying more these days and I didn’t blame her—everything had been heavy on both of us. And as much as I wanted to avoid the conversation, I knew we still had to talk about it.I got up from the bed, rubbing my face as I took a step.“Hey,” I said softly, moving to sit beside her, the bed dipping slightly under my weight. “You’ve been quiet all night.”She sighed, her hand still resting on her stomach as she looked at me and forced a smile. “There’s just… so much on my mind. I can’t stop thinking about everything. The council, the baby, the werewolves…my family too. It’s like we are always in danger and there’s so much to loose.”I nodded, reaching out to take her hand. Her fingers were cold. “I know. I’ve been thinking about it too. The council… they’re not exactly thrilled, but I think they’re coming
169Ian’s POVThe room was cold, the kind of cold that settled into your bones, making you feel every inch of it. It wasn’t just the temperature, though. The council chamber always had this oppressive air about it, a tension that hung thick whenever we gathered. Today was no different, and I could feel it weighing heaving on my very old soul as I sat in the center, surrounded by the council members. Their eyes were fixed on me, sharp and expectant. I sighed. I knew what was coming. It was the same conversation we’d been having for weeks, but they weren’t going to back down anytime soon.Viktor was the first to speak. His voice was as cold as the air. “We need to discuss this marriage again, Ian. It’s time.”I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. “We’ve already talked about this. Sophia and I will get married when we’re ready, not when the council decides it’s convenient.”A few murmurs of discontent rippled through the room, but Viktor pressed on. “It’s not just about convenienc
170Ian’s POVThe night air was colder than usual, the kind of cold that made your breath visible and your senses sharper. I felt it deep in my bones, the unease that had been creeping up for weeks now. Things were getting worse, and it wasn’t just paranoia anymore. The attacks were escalating—first subtle, then intense just like the one that happened a few hours ago, almost like whoever was behind it wanted us to know they were closing in. And the worst part? None of us knew who to trust.I had been extra careful about telling anyone anything these days. Not even Mike.Jenny and Jacob left a few minutes ago to Jacob’s new apartment in a secluded area. Sophia was seated on the couch across from me, her hand resting protectively on her belly. It was a thing she did these days now, resting her hand on her belly as if it’d sheild our baby from every harm just like that. Her expression far away. As if sensing my eyes on her, she turned her head and looked at me.“Do you think it’s another
171Lyanna’s POVA vision gripped me, making me go still before I could even attempt to fight it off. My mind plunged into darkness. I was no stranger to these visions, but this one—it felt different. Heavier, darker, as if the very air in the room had been sucked out. My pulse quickened as images, sharp and jagged, began to piece together, each one more disturbing than the last.I stood in the middle of a field, the sky overhead a deep crimson, casting an eerie glow on the ground beneath my feet. In the distance, I could see a figure. It was Sophia, but she wasn’t alone. Shadows, twisted and deformed, lurked around her. They circled her like predators, closing in. She cradled her belly, swollen with the life of the child she was carrying, but her face was pale—frighteningly pale—and her eyes were wide with fear.The shadows shifted, and I saw them more clearly now—werewolves, their eyes gleaming with malice, their teeth bared. But there was something else behind them, something much
191Ian’s POVThe weight of my child in my arms was heavier than I expected, but not in a way that tired me. It was a weight that filled me with awe, a kind of responsibility I had never imagined could feel so peaceful. Ava’s tiny fists curled against my chest, soft breaths rising and falling in the perfect rhythm of sleep. For the first time in what felt like forever, everything was still, everything was peaceful.I sat in the rocking chair near the window, dim light filtering thought the curtain. The house was quiet—Sophia was resting in the bedroom, exhausted but content after the birth. I had barely left her side since she’d gone into labor, unable to help the overwhelming sense of protectiveness that surged through me.But now, as I held this tiny life in my hands, all the fear and chaos we had gone through seemed to fade away. It was just us—our family.“Hey there,” I whispered softly, my voice barely more than a breath as I gazed down at my child. “You’re finally here.”I felt
190Jenny’s POVThe news hit me like a tidal wave. I stared down at the test in my hand, my heart pounding in my chest, unsure whether to scream in shock or laugh in disbelief. Pregnant. I was pregnant.Jacob was in the kitchen, making us a late breakfast. I could hear the soft clatter of pans and the gentle hum of music from the living room, but I couldn’t move. For a moment, I felt frozen in place, my thoughts racing.We weren’t trying for a baby. We weren’t ever going to try. I was a vampire and even though Sophia was able to get pregnant, it didn’t mean I could too. But here it was, plain as day. The test didn’t lie.I felt a mixture of emotions swirl through me—happiness, fear, excitement. All at once, it seemed like everything in my life was about to change. But most of all, I was happy. I was so happy. Everything that had happened the past year ran through my mind all at once. The attacks, falling in love with Jacob, turning into a vampire, fearing that Jacob would leave me for
189Sophia’s POVIt was happening. It was really happening. After months of waiting, months of uncertainty, fear, and hope, she was finally here. My body was aching but not as much as I guessed it should be.I glanced over at Ian, who stood by my side, his hand gripping mine tightly. His face was filled with anxiousness. His thumb rubbed small circles against my palm, trying to soothe me, but I could feel the tension in his grip. This was a moment that neither of us could control, a moment we could only experience.“You’re doing amazing, Sophia,” Ian whispered, his voice low and steady, although it was trembling. His eyes met mine. “Just breathe.”I nodded, though the pressure in my abdomen made it hard to do anything other than focus on the next breath. I squeezed his hand in response, letting him know I heard him, even if I couldn’t find the words right now.The room around us was a blur. I barely registered the blur of voices—the midwife, a nurse—guiding me through the process. My
188Jenny’s POVThe day had finally come—my wedding day. I should’ve been nervous, or maybe overwhelmed by everything, but instead, I felt oddly calm as I sat in the small room at the back of the church, waiting for my moment to walk down the aisle. My fingers traced the intricate lace on my wedding dress, a soft white gown that had been perfect the moment I saw it. It was exactly how I had imagined my wedding to be—simple, intimate, and with the people I cared about most.Sophia sat next to me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You look incredible, Jenny,” she said with a smile that reached her eyes.“Thanks, Soph,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, but there was a catch in my throat. “It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it? That I’m actually doing this?”She laughed softly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “A little bit, yeah. I thought you were joking last week when you said you and Jacob are getting married. But you and Jacob are meant to be. I’m just happy you’re doing
187Ian’s POVThe sun was setting, making the vampire realm look pale. It used to be pretty to look at, but now the usual beauty felt hollow. Some parts of the ground was still red from all the blood that had dried on it, and though the air was quieter, it felt heavy. I stood in the middle of the courtyard, watching as the survivors moved about, trying to restore what had been broken.It wasn’t just the buildings that needed rebuilding. It was us—me, Sophia, the council, everyone.As the king, I had always known the weight and responsibilty of leadership but never like this. The battle exhausted on all of us, but there was a strange sense of relief hanging in the air, as if the worst had finally passed. The constant fear was gone. For now, at least.I felt Sophia approach before she spoke. Her presence felt like a soft, steady energy that I could feel even when I wasn’t looking. She stepped beside me, her hand slipping into mine, and for a moment, we just stood there, side by side, lo
186Sophia’s POVThe air in the realm felt different after the battle settled down. The energy that pulsed through the vampire realm seemed dulled, weighed down by loss and grief. The rogue faction was defeated, but the victory felt hollow. So much had been sacrificed. Too much.I stood on the edge of the courtyard, looking out over the horizon. The sun was setting but I barely noticed its beauty. My thoughts were heavy with the weight of everything that had happened. Lyanna was gone. The thought of it felt like a punch to the chest every time it crossed my mind. She had saved us, saved me and our baby, but the cost was her life.“I can’t believe she’s gone,” I whispered to Ian, who was standing beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder.Ian’s expression was hard, his jaw clenched as he stared out at the horizon. He hadn’t said much since the battle ended, the stiffness in his body telling me how much he was struggling to keep his emotions in check.“She was one of the strongest witc
185Lyanna’s POVThe visions had been coming in waves—dark and scary. I’d seen this battle long before it arrived, the pieces falling into place, the danger coiling around us like a snake waiting to strike. But no vision had prepared me for this.The air was thick with the stench of blood and fury, and the sounds of bodies coliding with each other filled my ear. I was at the edge of the battlefield, my senses tingling with the power I held. Magic pulsed in my veins, begging to be released, but I held it back, waiting for the right moment. Timing was everything.In the distance, I saw Ian fighting Mike, lunging at each other, blow after blow. Ian was struggling, that much was clear. Mike was pushing him to his limits, and it took everything in Ian just to stay on his feet.And then there was Sophia. I could feel her fear from here, her desperation. She was with Jacob, fighting off a swarm of rogue vampires, her body slower than usual. Her own power was wearing out. The pregnancy was ta
184Ian’s POVIt felt as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for the battle to begin. We were in a neutral territory, a clearing deep in the forest that was between the vampire realm and the outskirts of the human world. I could tell that the place had seen conflict before, the ground stained with the blood of wars long past. Now it would see another.I could hear the sounds of my forces assembling behind me—vampires sharpening their blades and stakes, speaking in low, tense whispers as they prepared for the fight that would start any moment from now. The weight of responsibility hung heavy on my shoulders. I had never wanted this, to be a king at war. But here I was, leading an army to stop a rebellion that threatened everything I had fought to protect.Sophia stood at my side, her eyes scanning the area. She was pale but resolute, and I could see the fire burning in her. Even now, pregnant with our child, she refused to leave my side. I had argued, pleaded with her t
183Ian’s POVI paced about in the room, my heart beating hard and fast and my mind running through different thoughts. Every moment felt like a taut wire, stretched thin between the safety I wanted for Sophia and the threats that I couldn’t fully shield her from. The attacks had slowed, but that only made me more nervous. It was like the calm before a storm, and I could feel the storm brewing.Sophia was sitting on the couch, her hands resting on the gentle swell of her stomach. Our child. It only made me think harder about all the different things I could do to keep Sophia out of danger.“We need to talk,” I said, breaking the silence.Her gaze met mine, steady but expectant. “I know what you’re going to say.”“I don’t think you do,” I replied, running a hand through my hair, frustration leaking into my voice. “Sophia, I need you to stay in the human realm. You and the baby—”“No,” she cut me off, her voice firm. “We’ve talked about this already, Ian. I’m not staying behind while yo