LyraIt's been days since I've come to the Blackmoon pack."How are you feeling today, child?" Kira's aged but gentle voice roused me from my half-dozing state. I blinked slowly, taking in the familiar healer's den where I'd been recovering. "A bit stronger," I replied, managing a small smile for the old she-wolf. "The herbs and tonics you've given me have helped a lot."Kira nodded, returning the smile as she settled beside the plush bedding piled around me. "Good, good. It's vital we keep your strength up for the pups' sake as well as your own."Her eyes drifted to the swell of my belly, and I followed her gaze, cradling the firm rounded curve protectively. Despite everything, I felt a fierce devotion to these impossible lives blossoming within me. Gabriel's heirs, tied to me by inseparable bonds of blood and spirit. "They seem to be developing well," Kira noted, pulling me from my reverie. "Judging by the growth rate and enhanced heartbeats, they'll likely have strong lycanthropi
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