Beth pov The council meeting had devolved into circular arguments about tradition and bloodlines when the moonlight changed. I felt it first – a shift in the air that made my unborn pup's energy surge with recognition. The great hall's windows blazed with sudden silver radiance, cutting off Gregor
Alexander pov The formal sentencing took place at moonrise. Victoria stood before the council. Her perfect poise finally cracked after the Moon Goddess's visitation. She couldn't quite meet Beth's eyes as the council prepared to deliver their judgment. "Victoria Blackwood," Gregory intoned, his
Alexander pov The birthing room blazed with supernatural light as Beth made one final push. I supported her, our mate bond channeling shared strength as our son entered the world on a wave of pure silver energy. The baby's first cry shook the windows with unexpected power. As Sophia lifted him,
Alexander pov The crisis came without warning. Beth had just finished the formal presentation of Liam to the pack when I felt her falter through our mate bond. One moment she was radiant with new motherhood, the next she was collapsing in my arms, blood spreading rapidly across her ceremonial dres
Beth pov I floated in a strange twilight state, aware but disconnected. I could sense everything happening around me – Liam's powerful presence, the pack's concern, Sophia's healing magic. But nothing felt quite as real as Alex's pain radiating through our mate bond. Night had fallen again, our
Beth pov I reclined against a mountain of pillows, Liam curled contentedly on my chest. My son's silver-touched eyes watched me with impossible awareness as I traced his tiny features with a gentle finger. He is so beautiful. "You have your daddy's jawline," I murmured, smiling as Liam caught my
Beth pov I was finally strong enough to sit in the garden, watching Liam play on a blanket in the dappled sunlight. My son, now two weeks old, was already showing remarkable control over his supernatural gifts, creating tiny sparkles of moonlight to amuse himself. The scene of peaceful motherhoo
Beth pov I was feeding Liam in the study when I felt Melissa's nervous energy approaching through the pack bonds. My friend had spent the morning with Caleb, and now it was time for the formal introduction to me. "Come in," I called before they could knock. Melissa entered first, her face glowin
Beth pov The pack gathering was in full swing, celebrating Caleb's recovery and official integration into Fireside and Paw packs. I sat in a quiet corner, nursing Liam while watching the festivities. My eyes kept drifting to Alex, surrounded by a group of unmated she-wolves who seemed to have forg
Caleb pov I woke slowly, my wolf stretching contentedly as the last traces of silver poisoning faded from my system. The first thing I saw was Melissa, slumped uncomfortably in a chair beside my bed. My heart clenched at her appearance – dark circles under her eyes, hair unwashed, wearing the same
Melissa pov I hadn't left Caleb's side for hours, her fingers intertwined with his as I monitored every flutter of his eyelids, every change in his breathing. Through our mate bond, I could feel his wolf fighting - battling against the lingering effects of silver poisoning, struggling to heal woun
Beth pov The attack came during what should have been a routine territory check. Alex and Caleb were inspecting the outer boundaries, implementing new security measures, when I felt the first spike of danger through my mate bond. "Melissa!" I called, already moving toward the nursery where Liam
Beth pov I was feeding Liam in the study when I felt Melissa's nervous energy approaching through the pack bonds. My friend had spent the morning with Caleb, and now it was time for the formal introduction to me. "Come in," I called before they could knock. Melissa entered first, her face glowin
Beth pov I was finally strong enough to sit in the garden, watching Liam play on a blanket in the dappled sunlight. My son, now two weeks old, was already showing remarkable control over his supernatural gifts, creating tiny sparkles of moonlight to amuse himself. The scene of peaceful motherhoo
Beth pov I reclined against a mountain of pillows, Liam curled contentedly on my chest. My son's silver-touched eyes watched me with impossible awareness as I traced his tiny features with a gentle finger. He is so beautiful. "You have your daddy's jawline," I murmured, smiling as Liam caught my
Beth pov I floated in a strange twilight state, aware but disconnected. I could sense everything happening around me – Liam's powerful presence, the pack's concern, Sophia's healing magic. But nothing felt quite as real as Alex's pain radiating through our mate bond. Night had fallen again, our
Alexander pov The crisis came without warning. Beth had just finished the formal presentation of Liam to the pack when I felt her falter through our mate bond. One moment she was radiant with new motherhood, the next she was collapsing in my arms, blood spreading rapidly across her ceremonial dres