The next morning, Maxine stood, her muscles tense to the limit, in the yard of training, facing Adam-the guy she could usually count on to best her after all these years. The sun just crested, bleeding into the wall-wells early-conditions pleasantly golden fair over the ground, casting long shadows on it. In a normal climate, which she had learned to appreciate through the many years of practice, this would be time for some peace of mind, pushing herself as much as possible while settling down to focus on bettering one's skills alone. Today, however, her thoughts ran elsewhere-distracted and unsteady.Adam put his hands up to his face, getting ready for round two. "Ready?" he asked steadily and calmly as ever.Maxine nodded curtly, bobbing on the balls of her feet as she launched herself into the first hit. Her body remembered the movements well, but her mind was elsewhere.She saw them at the corner of her eye-Alph and Alpha Delton's daughter. It was as they were strolling in the gar
I was actually trying to distract myself today by training, but my thoughts were drifting back to Alph. For the past week, he had been attending constant meetings with Alpha Delton's daughter, and it was really starting to wear on me. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the punches and techniques Adam was teaching me, my mind was in another place."Maxine!" Adam snapped, and I blinked, realizing I'd thrown a sloppy punch. "Are you even paying attention?""Yes," I replied quickly, squaring my shoulders and resetting my stance. I took a deep breath, trying to clear my head and focus, but it wasn't working. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Alph walking through the garden with Delton's daughter. They seemed to be engaged in some apparently casual conversation, but the looks of them together turned my stomach over inside. The daughter of Alpha Delton was sweet-looking, poised, and hell, she was undeniably charming. My heart skipped a beat, literally stopping for an instant; they s
Maybe it was bad for me; I don't know what's wrong with me the past few days. I do not want to say it out. I just feel that I was jealousy. Every time I was seeing Alph with Alpha Delton's daughter, I felt this gnawing feeling like something is wasting in my chest. It hurts. Such a dull ache that would not go away no matter how much I wanted to ignore it. I keep telling myself that's ridiculous; I have nothing to worry about. But the longer it goes on, the more I feel like I am lying to myself.I was halfway through training with Adam when I finally gave up trying to push through the distraction. "Adam, let's skip training today, yeah? I want to rest my body," I told him, my voice a little more strained than usual.Ah, come on," Adam said with a sly grin, that sparkle in his eye making me feel like he already knew what I was really thinking. "I know, I know. You're jealous. Just admit it; you'll feel better."I glared at him. "I am *not* jealous." But even I could hear how unconvinci
It had been two weeks since Maxine's encounter with Leo, and Maxine was feeling strangely out of kilter. It started off in the faintest whisper: she wasn't as focused during training, moving slower than herself, her mind wandering. She tried to brush it off and blamed everything on the stress of all that had transpired. It was Leo, showing up in her life as mysteriously as it had vanished, speaking those cryptic words about the nature of the eclipse, and the tension between the pack and whatever dark forces Leo might be stirring up. But the days wore on and she knew it wasn't stress.Something was wrong.Her appetite was gone. Every time she settled into a meal, the sight of food churned her stomach. She couldn't eat a thing, not even food she had loved. At first, she tried to brush it off, thinking it was exhaustion or nerves, but the sickness carried on day by day, growing worse. Training made her feel tortured. The dizziness, nausea, constant sensation that something was wrong - ev
Alph’s arms were warm and steady as he embraced Maxine, holding her close after the shocking news. Maxine could barely breathe. She had felt off for weeks, but the idea of being pregnant—let alone carrying twins—was something she never imagined. The healer’s words echoed in her mind, especially the part about the children not being ordinary.Maxine leaned into Alph’s chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. She could hardly process what was happening. She had been so focused on supporting Alph in his duties as Alpha, on keeping up with her training and preparing for the new university project, that she had neglected the subtle changes in her own body. And now this. Twins. Powerful twins.She blinked back the tears that were forming in her eyes, overwhelmed by it all. “I didn’t know, Alph,” she whispered, her voice shaky. “I didn’t even realize... I thought it was just the stress, the training...”Alph gently cupped her face, his thumbs brushing away the tears that had escap
Just gazing at myself in the mirror has been trying to explain how my body feels and looks. After three months into the pregnancy by Alph, I changed beyond recognition. Body curves had mellowed out and my tummy was stretching out, reminding me of the little two inside. When Alph declared to the pack that I was carrying his pups, everyone was surprisingly welcoming. The dread that I thought the pack could give me for my pregnancy with my brother had instead been washed away by support and acceptance from the pack.My mother, however, took it a bit to heart. Though never actually mentioning her displeasure, I could feel the tension building beneath her composed exterior. She met me immediately after the news, and though her words were kind, it was clear there was an undertone of disappointment. What she couldn't forgive, though, was that I hadn't shared this with her long beforehand, that I had kept something so monumental locked within herself.Even today, weeks after, the uncertainty
Miranda stood in the dimly lit room of her old house, the familiar scent of dust and memories filling her lungs. The room hadn't changed since the last time she was here, a lifetime ago, when she was still filled with hope and belief that her daughter would never be touched by the old prophecy. Her hand hovered over the tattered, ancient parchment, today known to her as the prophecy paper she swore she would never use.A passage of warning, running from generation to generation in her blood: a prophecy wrapped in riddles and ominous portents. From the time, however, Miranda had taken even a glimmering peek at reality, she chose not to listen. She seemed convinced it was just the product of crazy old mystics trying to dominate the future through fear. She had laughed at it; she had scoffed at it as no more than superstition.Now, however, the weight of this prophecy had finally sunk in, and continued to be squeezed in tightly around her shoulders.Not that she'd wanted to believe any o
He hid in the shadows at the back of windows watching Miranda walk out of her old house. Leo's glare was cold and calculating; his fists were clenched at his sides as he waited for the sound of her footsteps to fade into the distance. Still, he can't tear his eyes off of the house that holds so many secrets for him."You do bother, don't you?" Leo said to himself, a sour smile spreading across his face. "You finally use that bean, Miranda. After all these years."He'd waited for this, waited for her to do something, make a move. And now, she had. Miranda had retrieved the paper of prophecy, the one that would decide their fate to save them all or destroy them. Leo wasn't nervous about the prophecy, however. No, his anger went much deeper than that.His chest tightened at the familiar ache of loss. A wound still, unwounded. Remembering Sarah, his sister, and their father who built him into the man he was today-they were gone, taken by the very people Miranda was trying to protect. Maxi