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Nora:
âHe is Rykerâs son?â as Akira too questioned, I shook my head. I would never let this be his identity.
âNo! I will never call you that.â I wondered if the Moon Goddess was telling the truth. I had noticed
similarities between my other children and the brothers, but I ignored them. However, the unique
pattern in Rykerâs dualâcolored eyes frightened me.
How could I have carried the children of all of them? And Silas! I had only slept with him a day
before finding out I was pregnant. Was the pregnancy delayed until I had mated with all four of
them?
âI need to give you a name, my sweet angel. Iâll call you Roman!â I smiled as I held him close. I was
a little afraid to feed him ever since I was told he wasnât accepting my milk. But the moment I placed
him in my lap and began feeding him, he started to calm down.
It felt like he wanted me to hold him while he was being fed. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I
quickly wiped them away.
I wished I could gather all my babies together and have them in my bed, taking care of them. I
wouldnât mind sleeping on the ground or even in a sitting position. This kind of exhaustion was worth
more than anything in the world.
But the peaceful moment ended too soon, and I had to let him go because Mrs. Fisher arrived,
demanding I give him back or I wouldnât see my other babies.
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They needed to be fed too.
I could tell my babies were weaker from the lack of their motherâs care, and it shattered my heart
into a million tiny pieces.
âHere,â she handed me the other babies and signaled the maids, who had brought them and their
belongings, to leave.
âThose stepbrothers of yours,â she stood by my bed, hands on her hips, âwhy wonât they leave us
alone?â
I groaned at her for bringing them up again, still referring to them as my stepbrothers. At this point, I
realized she was doing it deliberately to irritate me.
âWhy donât you ask them?â I raised my head and an eyebrow, challenging
her.
âTheyâre planning to come here, or should I say, threatening to come here to see you.â She added,
and my body flinched involuntarily. This time, I couldnât even hide it.
âWhy? Why would they threaten to come here? Itâs not like I was
abducted by this pack. They sent me here, and now Iâm a member of this pack,â I hissed, feeling a
surge of anger at their audacity to disrupt my peaceâif there was any peace.
âHuh, you wish. The question is, why? Why canât they leave us alone? They sent you here, as you
said, so why are they acting like weâre holding you against your will and refusing to let you see
them?â She had a point. Even I wanted to know what was stopping them from leaving me in peace.
Or were they finally coming to flaunt their perfect little mates and lives in front of me?
âBesides, there have been some offers from our council to them,â she said
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with a smirk, and I frowned in confusion.
âWhat kind of offers, and why do I need to know about them?â I was slightly disturbed by the way
she smiled..
It couldnât be good.
What were they planning?
âYouâll find out in due time.â With a scoff and an eyeâroll, she left, leaving me in bewilderment.
âOh, Sweet Goddess, this woman is so toxic,â Akira stirred awake, but her mention of the Moon
Goddess annoyed me.
I no longer saw her as my goddess. She meant nothing to me. Just someone who thought her alpha
kings could toy with me, only to come asking for my help later?
Where were they when I needed help?
âOkay, your silence tells me Iâve upset you,â thankfully, she understood. My patience has been
extremely low now. I would get enraged pretty quickly.
âAnyway, letâs focus on our babies. Iâm not sure weâll even be given a chance to hold them after the
fight,â her words troubled me.
I had to ask her what she meant.
âNora! Theyâre insisting we delay the victory to build tension. Do you know what that means? A lot of
pain for usâwounds and injuries. Since they wonât let us shift, youâll have to heal on your own. Do
you think weâll even be able to hold our babies with so many injuries?â The fact that it was getting
harder every day to spend time with our babies was pushing me to the edge.
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âI can hold my babies on my deathbed, Akira!â But she wasnât
How long could we go on like this?