Alessia's words etched themselves deeply into Arabella's heart. Why would she wish for her death? They had just met for the first time; wasn't Alessia supposed to feel happiness upon seeing her? However, Arabella was abruptly pulled from her contemplations as she observed Alessia redirect her attention toward Blaze.Sporting a malicious grin, Alessia summoned one of her sinister dark wind balls and launched it at Blaze with all her might. The ball directly impacted, propelling him across the room and causing a violent collision with a nearby wall.Arabella let out a horrified gasp as Blaze's body met the wall with a sickening thud. Her heart shattered into countless fragments, mirroring the wreckage left in the wake of Blaze's impact."How could you, Alessia?!" Arabella's anguished cry resounded, tears streaming down her cheeks as she hastened to Blaze's lifeless form. A maelstrom of anger and sorrow swirled within her, grappling with the knowledge that the sister she had eagerly anti

Moments later, Arabella finally grasped the purpose behind the grueling flight training that Orga had imposed upon her. Striding toward Blaze, her magnificent red and golden wings beat powerfully behind her. As she lifted his lifeless body, a shiver ran through her; he felt cold, utterly still. The reality of his absence had yet to sink in fully.Tears streamed down Arabella's face as she cradled Blaze tenderly. Swiftly wiping them away, she sought to conceal any signs of vulnerability in front of Alessia. Her eyes smoldered with outrage and pain as she turned to confront Alessia."You will pay for this, Alessia," Arabella growled, her voice dripping with intensity. "I swear on my soul; I'll make you suffer for what you've done."With her wings fully spread behind her, Arabella's imposing presence intensified. Alessia tutted dismissively, refraining from the immediate response as Arabella continued her emotional tirade."Crossing me was a grave mistake, Alessia," Arabella snarled, her

Sandro stood beside Arabella's bed, her eyes closed and her breathing calm. He anxiously awaited the pack doctor, Mrs. Mabel, to finish examining her.The middle-aged woman with graying hair turned to him, a satisfied smile lighting up her face. "Congratulations, Alpha," she said excitedly. "Arabella is pregnant, and she's been in this state for about eight weeks now.""W-what?" Sandro stuttered, caught off-guard by the news. He wondered if he had heard her right and hoped she would repeat it."She's pregnant, Alpha. And I believe she became unconscious because she used so much energy, and the baby is drawing energy from her, leaving not enough for both of them," Mrs. Mabel explained.Arabella was pregnant, and Sandro mulled it over. A rush of unfamiliar emotions swirled within him as he thought about possibly having a child who would one day become the next Alpha of the Moon Howler's Pack.He had never entertained such a thought before. Heck, he never imagined having a child of his o

Orga's worry grew stronger as he kept checking the clock. The hands seemed to move so slowly, teasing him with their slowness. He'd been checking for what felt like hours, his anxiety building with each passing minute.Arabella had been out with Sandro for a long time, and a sense of unease gnawed at him. He tried to distract himself by pacing the cave's rough stone floor, but his thoughts kept returning to Arabella. Had they argued? Was she hurt? Or worse, something bad happened to her?Orga wondered if he should have gone with Arabella despite her insistence on handling things alone.And then there was Blaze. Despite all his efforts to save him, Blaze's breathing remained shallow and troubled. Orga couldn't help but wonder if Blaze would ever awaken from his coma.Orga had enlisted a team of magical medical experts to care for Blaze. They worked tirelessly to determine the cause of his condition, but even they were baffled. They'd run every conceivable test, yet nothing seemed to h

Sitting alone in the small room, Arabella's mind raced with worries. She remained under Sandro's control, wondering why no one had come for her yet. She also thought about Blaze and how he was holding up, whether he was awake and concerned for her.She felt the weight of Sandro's constant presence. He frequently entered the room, either watching her silently or berating her for carrying Blaze's child. She knew she should confess the truth but didn't want to.Feeling trapped, like a bird in a cage, Arabella longed for her freedom, the wind in her hair. Surprisingly, she even missed the Phoenix cave and Orga.Though she vowed not to give him the satisfaction of seeing her defeated, she couldn't deny her discomfort in his presence.Lost in thought, Arabella didn't notice Sandro entering the room until he spoke. Startled, she looked up and met his gaze. "That's news coming from you," he remarked, a trace of amusement in his voice.Confused, Arabella furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"