Game of Thrones (Amica and Deckard) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

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an‘ keep my mind off Amica siner her last sickness, she is all I think about.

| keep telling myself it’s because of what the healer adviseid, but deep down, I know it’s more than that. There’s something different about ber–a glow I can’t quite explains. I take her everywhere with nor now, unwilling to risk anything happening to her

Tonday, Martha has returned to check on her. She’s taken Ainica’s healths very personally, convinced she’s been mistreated in some way. I watch as Martha tends to her, my thoughts tangled in the strange shift in my feelings.

When Martha finishes her examination, she pulls me outside, her expression serious

“The Luna is in better health today,” she begins. “We need to keep it that way. Please, Alpha Deckard, stay close to her. If not, her condinon might worsen, and if she falls into another comma–Nhe doesn’t finish the sentence, but the implication is clear.

“Tine 1 figured that already.” I reply curly.

“Aml, Alpha Deckard, the Luna appears to be with child,”

“What?” My heart skips a beat. “With. With my child? The words stumble out of me disbelief fills me,

“Yes, she is over three weeks along.” Martha conferins.

I grip her shoulders, searching her eyes for any trace of deceit. “Are you sure of this, Martha? Absolutely sure?”

“It’s true, my Alpha,” she says firmly, meeting my gaze. “The Luna is pregnant. A bit over three werks”

A flood of emissions hits me all at once–shock, pride, I can’t describe it. “My heirl” I exclaim, barely able to contain my excitement. “Does she know

“Talould she does,” Marila replies.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll break the news to her myself. Thank you, Manual” My eagerness cuts her off mid–sentence.

Hat Martha isn’t finished. “Alpla, she’s in a very

y delicate condition. Any stress-

-no matter how minor–could harm her or the baby. Please, she

needs uliamate care and—”

“Yeah, yeals. I understand,” I say, waving g her off. “I’ll make sure she’s well taken care of” I barely hear the rest as I turn and hurry back to the room.

Amisca is sitting on the bed, her posture relaxed but regal, her beauty somehow even more striking in this moment.

“How are you feeling?” I ask, my voice softer than I intended.

“Why are you smiling like that?” Her brow knits in suspision

“What?” I reply quickly, trying to tone it down. “I’m not smiling”

“Yes, you are! And you never smile!” Amica states,

́s not true,” I counter quickly, though I can’t seem to wipe the grin off my face.

“I’ve never seen you smile before,” she challenges,

“Oh, alright! Since I can’t ever ask a simple question without you being o my neck..” I pause for effect, watching her expression. “Martha says you’re

“What! Me! How?” Her reaction is odd. Confusion ashes across her face, followed by disbelief. Shouldn’t she be happy about this?

“You’re carrying my heart” I can’t hold back the joy bubbling insile me, but I quickly

This is such great news! You Have made me so luppy?”

y contain it, not wanting her to see my emotions

Before she can respond. I grabs her and kiss her passionately, feeling all the weight and tension I’ve carried over the years fade in this single

I’ve always imagined being a fatlier, but I never realized it would feel like this–pure, unthered happiness.

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“The pack should know about that They’ll be thrilled!” I declare

“How am 1 pregnant?” Amica interrupts, She still looks stunned, like the news hasn’t fully registered yet.

“Well, we had sex, so-

She rolls her eyes at me before I can finish the sentence..

“You should be happy

y about this?” I tell her firmly, “You are carrying my heir. You are my Luna–it’s a privilege I should go break the news!”

“Please, not yes. I’m not ready to be the center of attention.”

1 exhale deeply, trying to rein in my impatience. “I think it’s a little too late for that, “You’re my Luna,

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comes with the package

She glances at me, her eyes pleading, I sigh again, realizing her hesitancy might be genuine

“Alright,” I relent. “I’ll give you time. You’ll tell them when you’re ready.”

Assay in the joy inside me refuses to go down, I’ve never felt so alive, so fulfilled. The thought of becoming a father–it’s overwhelming I never imagined that Amica, of all people, would be the one to bring me such happiness

In fact, I didn’t truly understand what happiness was until this moment. I’m going to have little ones to call my own.

It’s time. Amica has proven herself worthy of the title. This pregnancy changes everything. It’s time for a wedding.

She isn’t going anywhere anymore–she and everything about her are mine now. Even if she had been a traitor, that’s no longer a possibility. This is her home, her family, and I don’t think she’d be foolish enough to try betraying me again.

As I stride out of the castle, I spot Briz. Our eyes meet, and I motion for her to approach

“Bria, you need to plan a wedding. Make in grand” I say curtly, turning away without waiting for a response.

“What wedding, my Alpha she calls out after me.

“The Alpha and his Luna. In three days, I reply over my shoulder

“Oh yes” Bria murmurs, but I hear her

The next day, preparations for the wedding are already underway. Materials are being transported from the castle to the grandest venue owned by the Blackthorn family. Everything looks is going well in für.

As I stand lost in happy thought, when her voice interrupts my thoughts