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The cosy house was filled with the warm glow of afternoon sunlight filtering through the windows. Clara sat on the plush sofa, her fingers gently tracing the delicate patterns on an embroidered pillow while waiting for someone. Cinhard, her brother, leaned against the windowsill, his gaze fixed on the distant hills that framed their pack.Clara cleared her throat softly, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them. "Cinhard," she began, her voice gentle, "I have been meaning to ask...what are your plans for the future?"Cinhard turned his gaze from the hills to meet Clara's eyes, his expression thoughtful. He walked over and took a seat in the armchair across from her. "Well, Clara, you know how it is," he said with a sigh. "Our lives have been a series of adventures, tending to the pack needs, thirst for power and finding ways to get the highest position."Clara's lips curved into a small smile, her eyes meeting him with understanding. "Yes, I do understand that Ci

Beta Liam, the man paced around with an air of concern, paces around his cosy living room. The warm glow of table lamps casts a comfortable ambiance, contrasting with his restless demeanour. He glances at his wristwatch impatiently.The front door creaks open, and Rancel, a woman in her late twenties, enters. She was dressed casually, her hair slightly dishevelled. Her eyes meet Liam's, who immediately stops pacing.Liam was trying to sound calm. “Hey, Rancel. You're finally back.” Rancel avoided his gaze momentarily before meeting his eyes with a smile that didn't quite reach them.Rancel displayed disinterest but still apologised. “Yeah. Sorry, I have been caught up with a lot of things. Liam's eyes narrowed slightly, his concern turning into suspicion.He became skeptical after hearing her words. “A lot of things, huh? It's been days, Rancel. You disappeared without a word. Where were you? What have you been doing?”Rancel's smile wavered, and she shifted uncomfortably on her feet.

[Eskaal’s pov]I crouched in the shadows of the towering trees that marked the border of the Lycan kingdom. The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie silver glow over the land. The weight of my mission pressed heavily on my shoulders, but the knowledge that Meagia was safe gave me a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. I was ready to get her back!My fingers brushed the hilt of the concealed dagger at my side, a reassuring reminder of the danger that lay ahead. Insider information was my greatest asset; a carefully woven web of alliances and secrets had granted me access to knowledge that few dared to possess. The Lycans were formidable creatures, proud and fierce, but my contacts had assured me of Meagia's well-being. She was alive, hidden away from the wolven territories that threatened our existence. As I peered into the heart of the Lycan territory, my mind raced with plans and contingencies. I knew that brute force wasn't the answer, a war with the lycan king would on

“Argh! I cannot…..please, someone help me.” Meagia, feeling the intensity of labor pains, clenches her fists and takes deep breaths. Just as the pain becomes overwhelming, Kaldir rushes into the room, his eyes filled with concern. “Help! Fuck! Someone help me. Argh!” He quickly grabs his phone and dials the midwife's number, his voice hurried as he explains the situation. Meagia finds solace in Kaldir's presence, knowing that he will do everything he can to ensure a safe delivery. Together, they eagerly await the arrival of their little one, but for different reasons.The midwife checks up on Meagia and excitedly informs Kaldir that the baby is on its way. “My lord, I need some towels and other items to deliver the baby. The child is due and so is the pregnancy.” She requests some wet towels to assist with the delivery. Kaldir, with a mix of nervousness and excitement, rushes to gather the towels, making sure everything is prepared for the arrival of their little one. Meagia, feeli

The room was shrouded in shadows, lit only by the soft glow of flickering candles. Kaldir, the dangerous looking lycan king and imposing figure dressed in regal robes, stood at the centre of the room. His face was a mask of anger and disgust as he gazed down at the lifeless body of Eskaal, Meagia’s former mate, lying on the cold marble floor.Kaldir spoke while snarling, as he held the child in his hand. “This treacherous wretch dared to defy me within the very walls of my sanctuary? How dare he even come here?” Kaldir's eyes narrowed, and his voice carried the weight of authority.Kaldir yelled while raising his hand. “Guards! To me!” The heavy chamber doors swung open, and two burly guards, dressed in ornate armour, rushed in, their swords drawn.One of the guard spoke in a hushed tone. “My lord, what has happened?” Kaldir responded with disgust while pointing at Eskaal's lifeless body. “That, right there! The snake, Eskaal, thought he could challenge my authority. He paid for his b