Voren knew his pack members loved Seraphine, but this was more than he expected.
Their excitement mirrored his own when he first found out Seraphine was pregnant, the same raw, unfiltered joy that had nearly brought him to his knees.
But at the mention of the Blood Moon festival, his mind drifted to Espe’s warning, a constant refrain that had echoed in his thoughts. ’Mommy must be pregnant before them.’
Well, Voren still wanted to experience the mate bond with his wife. There were things they could only feel through that sacred connection including marking each other, and feeling each other’s pain, anger, happiness and so much more.
How proud he would feel to have his mark elegantly on her neck, a permanent declaration of their union, and vice versa. The thought sent a thrill through him.
"We gonna have twin heirs for the first time!" Another pack member yelled joyfully, his voice carrying above the din. Some of them ran toward Seraphine, their faces flushed with excitement. "Luna, you should go rest! Alcohol isn’t good for babies!"
Indeed, no pack had ever had twin heirs before. The Grimroot pack was going to be the first, and it was all going to be from the only woman Voren had loved all his life. The significance of that wasn’t lost on anyone.
"Alpha is smiling for the first time!" Another warrior yelled, pointing at Voren with a grin.
All gazes pinned on Voren, and he could not hide his laughter this time. The grumpy Alpha laughed heartily in front of his pack members for the first time since they had ever known him.
The sound was genuine, warm, completely unguarded. To them, it was all because of Seraphine. She had brought balance to the pack, had melted the ice around their Alpha’s heart.
Now, they could walk with their heads high because there was someone to stand up to Voren if his wolf got out of control again. Someone who could calm the storm, who could reach the man beneath the beast.
"Yes!" Others joined in, their voices rising in agreement.
Seraphine was crying tears of joy, her cheeks wet with emotion. This kind of love was one she had never experienced before. She looked around at the faces of the pack members, people she barely knew, who had welcomed her with open arms and open hearts. They didn’t care about her struggles, her past, her mistakes. They only knew her as their Luna, and that was enough.
Remembering her pregnancy at the Centenary pack, it was as if the child had been solely hers.
There was no excitement from Ravyn or the pack members, only accusations that she had used the pregnancy to trap Ravyn into giving her the title of Luna.
She had lived soulless, even as she continued to pour all her love into the pack. Every smile had been forced, every gesture of kindness met with suspicion.


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