To War

Diana watched the departing members of the alliance.

“Did they receive the gift I prepared?”

Rakiz Lemoir, who was a step behind Diana, glanced at the tablet he was holding as if he was confirming something then he nodded. “They received it.” He whistled. “These trackers from the human continent brought by Soleyah Haynes are very useful indeed!”

Diana turned around and headed back to the pack’s training ground. Unlike the usual days, she was not wearing a maternity dress. Instead, she wore a pair of stretchable pants, a white shirt that hugged her belly perfectly, and a black leather jacket. She paired it with her infamous combat boots as her hair was tied in a clean braid.

Walking past the dazed Sally, Diana stopped a foot away from her. “Are you sure that you don’t want to be with them?”

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Sally’s face. “So what if I want them? I am an omega with no hidden bloodline like you, Luna Diana. My will alone cannot pave the way for our cursed fate.”