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125. Steven StoneClaw

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CHAPTER 125: Steven StoneClaw

Pyra’s POV:

The sound of tires screeching and footsteps coming from miles away reached my ears. The Alphas and their ministers are arriving, their commanding presence already thickening the air of the arena. From the shadows of the private chamber overlooking the gathering, I glanced down at the tables and chairs arranged with military precision.

One by one, they began to take their seats, their expressions a mix of curiosity, suspicion, and barely veiled arrogance.

But my duties are first to my children. My arms cradled one of my triplets as Lior stirred against me, his tiny hands curling against my chest as I adjusted his position for better sucking. The soft tug of his latch grounded me, reminding me that I was now more than just an ordinary girl, nor even the Queen of Alphas; I was something more.

I was a mother.

Lior’s bright, crimson, curious eyes fluttered open briefly, and I brushed a kiss against his soft forehead. “Drink your fill, my b
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Hello my esteemed readers, What do you think is going on here? Steven StoneClaw? Who exactly is he? The first reader who gets the answer will be given an honor. Let's go! 😁

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