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Ashley's POVThe bathroom was filled with the playful sounds of splashing water and giggles as Charlotte and I bathed our grandchildren together. The warm, sudsy water enveloped their little bodies, and their eyes sparkled with joy."Look at them," I said, smiling at Charlotte. "They're growing up so fast."Charlotte chuckled, gently rinsing soap from one of the children's hair. "They really are. It feels like just yesterday they were the ones splashing around in this tub."As we continued bathing the kids, the conversation shifted to more profound matters."You know, Ashley," Charlotte began, her voice soft and contemplative, "I've been thinking a lot about the legacy we're leaving behind. The values we've instilled in our children and grandchildren."I nodded, rinsing a washcloth and handing it to Charlotte. "Yes, it's something that weighs on my mind as well. We've tried to teach them kindness, compassion, and the importance of family."Charlotte gently wiped one of the children's
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Ashley POV The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the neighborhood. It was a perfect evening for a leisurely stroll, and I was eager to share this moment with Charlotte. We had decided to leave the kids at home, entrusting them with their parents for a short while.As we stepped outside, the cool breeze gently caressed my face, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. I took a deep breath, savoring the crispness of the air.Hand in hand, Charlotte and I walked along the familiar path, our footsteps creating a rhythmic melody against the pavement. The weight of our responsibilities felt momentarily lifted, allowing us to revel in the simple pleasure of each other's company.The sound of laughter and playful shouts echoed from our home, a reminder of the lively energy that usually filled our days. But tonight was different. It was a chance for us to reconnect, to bask in the tranquility of the world outside our front door.As we strolle
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Alex POV The coming days passed in a blur of joy and adjustment as we settled into our new routine as parents. Charlotte's strength and resilience amazed me as she embraced motherhood with unwavering devotion, her love for our daughter evident in every tender touch and soothing word.Ryder was a constant presence during this time, offering his guidance and support whenever we needed it. Whether it was helping with the pack affairs or simply lending a listening ear, his unwavering presence was a source of comfort in the whirlwind of parenthood.As our daughter grew, her presence brought new light and laughter into our home. Her first smile filled us with an indescribable warmth, her first babbling sounds a source of endless delight. Every milestone, no matter how small, became a cause for celebration, a testament to the precious gift of life we had been blessed with.But amidst the joy, there were challenges too. Sleepless nights and endless feedings tested our patience, while worries
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Ten years ago**Charlotte's POV**Seated before a mirror in my parents' room, I gently brushed my hair with my mom's hairbrush.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, and staring back at me was a certain girl with hazel eyes and amber blonde hair.I'm Charlotte, a ten-year-old beautiful she-wolf. It's an essential part of who I am, the first daughter, and only child of Alpha Michael, for now.It was 3 o'clock in the morning, and today is the day we've all been waiting for, the day Luna would finally conceive, and we'll be able to know if it's a male or female child.Most of the pack members said it should be a male child, while a few said it shouldn't be a male, but a female.If the majority were to carry the vote in this case, my mom might conceive a male child.It's going to be a grand occasion today, and I couldn't sleep all through last night, always checking the time until we crossed into a new day.Immediately it was 12 AM, I ran into my parents' room to stay with them. I'm am
Last Updated : 2023-10-25Not ready to be a Luna Festival
"Morning, Charlotte, rise and shine," my nanny whispered into my ears, and I stirred in my sleep."Is it morning already?" I whined, grumbling in my sleep, but when her words sank in that it was the D-Day, my eyes flung open, and I shot out of bed almost immediately."It's morning." My eyes glimmered with delight as I scanned my room.Everywhere was shining brightly, the curtains raised up, and the morning sun filtered into it. It made every blue crystal in my room sparkle, and it was a beautiful sight to behold. Almost everything in my room is made of blue colors because I'm in love with blue, but my friends say it's weird because I'm a princess.It isn't all princesses that love blue, is it? I'm a living example of one of those princesses.I go naturally with the flow, I follow my heart's desires, so being a princess wouldn't make me a barbie girl.I pushed off the duvet from my legs before I turned to Eva, my young nanny."Where are my parents?""They're out.""They're out of the
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I smiled, took off my jacket, and waved it in the air, showing my regards to their applause before I took my respective seat on my throne.A smile lingered on my lip, and the hall became quiet after the applause died down, and the speaker resumed his sermon.Messages and texts began popping into my phone, prompting me to retrieve it from my pocket, and I did.As I scrolled through the recent messages in my phone, I noticed that it was compliments of my outfits all over from my numerous friends, and more were still popping in.They continued blabbing about how good I looked on stage, and I smiled, knowing they could see me, but I couldn't see them because of the crowd.Everything was going smoothly, blissful, and the atmosphere and event promised a memorable day and a better future.I felt extremely happy; a leader couldn't leave his subjects listening to a sermon in hunger, despite that the indoors festival was a humorous and interesting one.Everyone held smiling faces, and children
Last Updated : 2023-10-25Not ready to be a Luna Disaster
The thoughts of my mum flashed through my mind, and my eyes widened. Is my mum okay? Was she still in labor?Would she be able to survive this war in her situation?People continued dying, and bullets were flying all over, each sound making it difficult for me to do anything. All I needed now was a miracle.I could feel the fire's heat, it was approaching me, burning everyone, but our rivals weren't fazed by the flames and continued destroying us.If just an auditorium was like this, I couldn't imagine how it would be outside. War must be happening outside, and dead bodies littered all over. Houses were on fire because our pack was one of the largest packs.I struggled, forcing myself into a sitting position so I wouldn't get burned alive.None of the rivals had noticed me yet; if they had, they wouldn't have had a second thought before aiming their guns at me or killing me with their swords.I began crawling away, fearing to stand up to my feet because silver bullets were flying all
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She signaled everyone to remain in the living room, while she carried both me and her newborn child to a room.The kicks that continuously struck the door to the living room made the house vibrate, and I'm sure the nurses and servants must be frightened to death. They should have peed in their panties by now.She closed the door and locked it before pulling me toward a walk-in closet.She pulled it open, then made me sit in it at the edge inside, and she placed the baby in my arms.I expected her to stay with us, but instead, she turned to leave."Mum, are you leaving us?" My voice quivered as she was about to close the closet door."I have to, so please don't come out, don't shush your brother too, let him cry, but don't cry.""Mum, please don't go, stay. They're dangerous people; they killed dad."A tear rolled down my mum's eyes immediately when what I said sank in, but I refused to feel bad for telling it to her. If she goes out of this room, she wouldn't ever return, and she look
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Ashley POV The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the neighborhood. It was a perfect evening for a leisurely stroll, and I was eager to share this moment with Charlotte. We had decided to leave the kids at home, entrusting them with their parents for a short while.As we stepped outside, the cool breeze gently caressed my face, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. I took a deep breath, savoring the crispness of the air.Hand in hand, Charlotte and I walked along the familiar path, our footsteps creating a rhythmic melody against the pavement. The weight of our responsibilities felt momentarily lifted, allowing us to revel in the simple pleasure of each other's company.The sound of laughter and playful shouts echoed from our home, a reminder of the lively energy that usually filled our days. But tonight was different. It was a chance for us to reconnect, to bask in the tranquility of the world outside our front door.As we strolle
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Ashley's POVThe bathroom was filled with the playful sounds of splashing water and giggles as Charlotte and I bathed our grandchildren together. The warm, sudsy water enveloped their little bodies, and their eyes sparkled with joy."Look at them," I said, smiling at Charlotte. "They're growing up so fast."Charlotte chuckled, gently rinsing soap from one of the children's hair. "They really are. It feels like just yesterday they were the ones splashing around in this tub."As we continued bathing the kids, the conversation shifted to more profound matters."You know, Ashley," Charlotte began, her voice soft and contemplative, "I've been thinking a lot about the legacy we're leaving behind. The values we've instilled in our children and grandchildren."I nodded, rinsing a washcloth and handing it to Charlotte. "Yes, it's something that weighs on my mind as well. We've tried to teach them kindness, compassion, and the importance of family."Charlotte gently wiped one of the children's
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