Darius looked at me gently. "Rest assured. I will not cage you with a decision made in blood and shock."
He rose from the chair and turned away, then paused at the door.
"When you are ready, when you choose not to fight alone call my name once. "
His voice was steady, absolute.
"I will come."
After Darius's departure, the silence inside me became unbearable.
It was until a notification lit the screen.
[Victoria Hale sent you a video. ]
A decorated room came into view, walls lined with baby toys and pastel posters.
Then the large rose bouquet in Zyan’s arms lowered.
And the world narrowed to one impossible detail- Victoria’s belly.
Round and heavily swollen…impregnated.
Victoria laughed softly. "You’re worrying too much. The ultrasound report shows both our sons are strong. "
Zyan laughed in joy lifting Victoria off the bed without effort, spinning her once as joy tore out of him.
"Two heirs, Victoria? You have given me what I have always dreamed of! In a week I will organise the biggest wedding our pack has ever seen and welcome you like a princess. "
Victoria’s eyes glimmered with tears as she tightened her fingers around the bouquet. She glanced at the camera, spoke gently.