Prince Simon’s point of viewPrincess Golder had been showing some early signs of pregnancy. She had been experiencing bouts of vomiting and fatigue, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and concern. Excitement because the thought of starting a family with her filled my heart with joy, and concern because our pack was still facing relentless attacks from rival packs.As the days went by, Princess Golder’s symptoms became more evident. She grew more tired, her appetite changed, and she had occasional mood swings. I did my best to support her and make her feel comfortable during this delicate time. Our love had grown stronger through all the trials and challenges we had faced together, and now we were about to embark on a new chapter of our lives.I spent my days by her side, taking care of her and ensuring she had everything she needed. Our pack rallied around us, providing protection and support as we prepared for the arrival of our child. Despite the ongoing attacks, we f

Prince Simon’s point of viewAs the days turned into weeks, the passage of time seemed to accelerate, and I marveled at how quickly Princess Golder’s pregnancy had progressed. Now, she stood before me, radiating a beauty that only a mother carrying new life could possess. Her belly had grown round and prominent, a testament to the miraculous journey happening within her.In her seventh month of pregnancy, Princess Golder experienced the undeniable signs of this transformative stage. Her footsteps were accompanied by a graceful sway, her body adjusting to the precious cargo it carried. Each movement seemed to be a careful dance of love and protection.I watched as she gently rubbed her belly, her touch conveying a deep connection to our child. Her fingertips traced invisible paths across her skin, seeking to comfort and soothe both herself and our little one. I couldn’t help but be captivated by the tenderness and adoration in her eyes whenever she placed her hand on her growing abdome

Prince Simon’s point of viewAs I stood beside Golder, our hearts filled with pride and love, we watched our daughter Athena with a smile on our faces. She was a source of endless joy and wonder, a living testament to the love that had brought Golder and me together and the strength of our pack.Athena’s bright eyes sparkled with curiosity as she explored the world around her. Her tiny hands reached out, eagerly grasping at the air, as if trying to capture every bit of magic that surrounded her. Her laughter, like the tinkling of bells, echoed through our hearts, filling us with an indescribable warmth.Golder and I exchanged glances, our eyes filled with a shared understanding. We were witness to the beauty of new life, the continuation of our legacy, and the boundless possibilities that lay before Athena. Our love for her knew no bounds, and our dedication to her well-being was unwavering.As Athena grew, so did our admiration for her spirit and resilience. She possessed a natural g

...........................................As the celebration reached its crescendo, a sense of tranquility settled over the grand hall. The laughter and chatter subsided, and my pack members gathered around, their expressions turning serious. It was then that I noticed the envelope, a foreboding presence amidst the joyous atmosphere.I opened the letter, and my eyes scanned the words, each one etching a growing sense of concern within me. The letter bore the mark of a werewolf pack—an unfamiliar sigil, yet its implications were clear. The message inside was cryptic, its intent veiled in secrecy and malice. It hinted at a threat to our kingdom, to our pack, and to the delicate balance we had worked so hard to maintain.My heart clenched with a mixture of apprehension and determination. This was not a time for fear; it was a time to rally our pack and face whatever challenges lay ahead. The safety of our kingdom and the well-being of our people depended on it.Glancing up from the let

As the night grew deeper, the joyous celebration of the Athens pack continued, the atmosphere buzzing with laughter and music. Amidst the festivities, Princess Golder found a moment of quiet solitude near the edge of the bonfire’s warm glow. She watched the dancing flames, their flickering light casting a serene aura around her.Just then, a small figure approached, their steps hesitant yet filled with excitement. It was Athena, our three-year-old daughter, her eyes shining with innocence and curiosity. Golder’s heart swelled with love as she scooped Athena into her arms, enveloping her in a warm embrace.“Hello, my little ray of sunshine,” Golder said, her voice soft and tender. “How was your day in school?”Athena’s face lit up with enthusiasm as she began recounting her adventures in her endearing toddler language. She spoke of the friends she had made, the games they played, and the lessons she learned. Golder listened attentively, her heart overflowing with pride and affection fo