With every ounce of strength within me, I waged a relentless battle against the invisible barriers that trapped me within this dream realm. Visions of my pregnant self flickered before my eyes, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the disorienting chaos. My determination to break free intensified, for both my unborn child and myself were in grave peril.Yet, the clutches of the dream world only tightened with each passing minute, constricting around me like a vice. The doctor's words reverberated in the air, a constant reminder of the dwindling time I had to escape this ethereal slumber. A mere four hours remained before the life of my baby teetered on the precipice of danger. The gravity of those words surged through my being, urging me to claw my way back to the realm of reality.No matter how hard I struggled, the dream world held fast, refusing to relinquish its grip. Time slipped through my fingers like elusive grains of sand, as if mocking my desperate attempts to grasp it. An over
As I stood amidst the crowd, my gaze fixed on the podium where alpha Duncan stood, my heart skipped a beat as a girl who bore a striking resemblance to Beatrice climbed up. I watched in disbelief as she planted a kiss on alpha Duncan's lips, a gesture that sent shockwaves through the depths of my being. In that instant, my eyes instinctively darted towards Beatrice, searching for her reaction. The hurt in her eyes was undeniable, a raw pain that etched itself into my memory. It was as if her world had crumbled before her, the trust she had placed in alpha Duncan shattered in an instant. As Beatrice turned away and left, my attention shifted back to alpha Duncan. I observed his response keenly, hoping to decipher the true nature of his intentions. To my surprise, it became evident that he hadn't anticipated the girl's actions. His quick distancing from her, accompanied by a hasty motion of wiping his lips, spoke volumes. In that moment, a mixture of relief and anger coursed through m
**Alpha Duncan pov** I stood tall on the podium, my voice resonating with authority as I announced the official agreement. By my side stood Beatrice, the Luna of the Red Pack, a woman who possessed a beauty that could captivate the soul. Her radiant presence, and the gentle swell of her belly, her presence a symbol of unity and strength. As I spoke, my eyes couldn't help but steal glances towards Beatrice. Each look carried with it a flicker of admiration and appreciation which settled in between my gaze In the midst of my commanding presence on the podium, a sudden disturbance rippled through the otherwise attentive crowd, momentarily shattering the stillness that enveloped the ceremony. Gasps and whispers swept through the air like an electric current, capturing my attention and diverting my focus from the weighty agreement I was in the midst of reading aloud. Curiosity mingled with a sense of unease as I turned my gaze towards the source of the commotion. And there she was, Beat
**Alpha Duncan POV**As I gathered myself, the ache in my chest subsided, replaced by a fierce determination that burned within me. The path back to the pack's territory stretched before me, beckoning me forward. With each step, my heart raced, fueled by a mix of anticipation, anger, and the yearning to confront Beatrix.As I made my way through the moonlit night, the image of Beatrix's audacious act replayed in my mind, stoking the fire of my anger. How dare she disrupt the ceremony? What sort of bravery had she gathered that made her kiss me in front of so many people, and cause such pain to Beatrice? The thought of her actions ignited a storm of fury within me, threatening to consume my senses.The more I dwelled on the scene, the more my rage intensified. My fists clenched, and my jaw tightened as a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. The desire to confront Beatrix and unleash my anger upon her became overwhelming.As my anger simmered, I made a swift decision to establi
**Alpha Duncan pov** I walked carefully towards the designated meeting spot, where members of the neighboring pack were supposed to join us for discussions. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and I could sense the mixture of determination and nervousness among my pack members. This moment was crucial for the safety of our pack and the future of our territory.As the minutes ticked by, my patience wore thin, and I felt my muscles tense in anticipation. The silence was finally broken by the sound of leaves rustling, and the representatives from the neighboring pack emerged from the shadows. Their faces carried expressions of arrogance and hostility, hidden behind their masks of superiority.Standing tall and confident, I locked eyes with the leader of the neighboring pack, my voice exuding authority as I addressed them."We have gathered here today to find a resolution, to address the accusations that have been brought against us," I declared, my tone firm and resolute. "But let it
**Alpha Duncan pov**As I slowly regained consciousness, my vision blurred and hazy. The sterile white surroundings of the clinic room gradually came into focus, and my gaze fell upon a girl standing before me. Her face appeared magnified, close enough for me to discern the intricate details.Her features were delicate, her eyes shimmering with a mix of compassion and concern. Her skin glowed with a warm, healthy radiance, contrasting with the shadows that danced in the room. Strands of hair framed her face, gently cascading over her shoulders in a waterfall of ebony.But what struck me most was the unmistakable swell of her belly, evidence of the life growing within her. The sight filled me with a mix of wonder and disbelief, for I could scarcely comprehend how I had come to be in this place, alive and witnessing this poignant moment.She beckoned to me, her gesture filled with an unspoken invitation. It was as if she held the key to answers I longed for, urging me to follow her into
**Beatrice POV** I woke up and found Falon sitting beside me, his presence offering a familiar warmth that eased the uncertainty in my mind. His eyes reflected a mix of relief and exhaustion, as if he had been carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders. Sensing my awakening, he reached out and gently held my hand, providing a comforting touch. "Beatrice, you're awake," he said, his voice filled with a combination of relief and concern. I noticed the worry lines etched on his face, lines that hadn't been there before. "How are you feeling?" I met his gaze with a detached coolness, my thoughts still clouded by the remnants of the coma. It felt as if a part of me had been left behind during my unconscious state, making it difficult to fully reconnect with the world around me. My emotions felt distant, like a muted echo, and a heaviness settled within my chest. "I'm... okay," I replied, my voice lacking its usual warmth and enthusiasm. The words felt foreign, as if they were spoken by so
**Beatrice pov** As I turned my face, the room seemed to hold its breath, as if time itself had momentarily paused to witness the significance of that choice. The air crackled with a mix of anticipation and restraint, and I could sense the depth of Falon's disappointment. But in that moment, something shifted between us—a deeper understanding, a newfound respect. Falon's eyes, though tinged with longing, held a mixture of admiration and acceptance. It was as if he understood the need for my reaction and what I was going through, the need for self-discovery and healing. Instead of pushing further, he gracefully stepped back, his gaze filled with a quiet understanding that spoke volumes. Silence settled between us, but it was a comfortable silence, one that carried an unspoken agreement. At that moment, I realized the beauty of our friendship. It was a bond that had weathered storms, supported one another through the darkest of times, and celebrated moments of triumph. Falon had bec