Ivy’s Point of View
“Oh, my world, Ivy!” Luna Helena’s voice cracked, the sound echoing painfully. She lunged forward, her hands trembling as she gripped my arms. “You could have been among your elite guards... what if you were out there with them? You don’t have their kind of strength, Ivy. What if something worse had happened to you?”
Fresh, hot tears streamed down her cheeks. She collapsed back slightly, bursting into another wave of crying as the reality of the situation truly set in, she was visualizing it. I could see it in her eyes... she was picturing my body lying broken in that blood-soaked forest clearing alongside Stone and the others.
The weight of her grief and fear was suffocating. I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing my own racing heart to slow down. I needed to be the calm one here.
“It’s okay, Luna. Please, breathe,” I assured her, squeezing her hands firmly to ground her. I offered her a soft, comforting smile, trying to project a confidence I didn’t entirely feel. “As you can see, I am doing okay. I am right here. I am safe.”
She stared at me for a long moment, searching my face, she nodded in relief, as she wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand, her expression changing from fear to affection.
“I am so glad to have found such an excellent daughter-in-law like you, Ivy,” she said, sounding emotional. “But I am also so terrified. I am so afraid that my daughter-in-law almost died today just because of her identity. If those monsters knew who you really were from the start...” She couldn’t even finish the sentence, shuddering at the thought.
I knew exactly how she felt. The fear wasn’t just hers, it was clawing at the edges of my mind, too. It was absolutely terrifying to look back at the timeline of last night. I couldn’t stop the intrusive thoughts from creeping in, imagining what would have gone horribly wrong if I hadn’t used Stone as a decoy.
If I had taken Stone’s place, I wouldn’t have survived the silver poisoning. I would be dead.
Luna Helena interrupted my spiraling thoughts, pulling my hands closer to her chest. “I almost lost you today, Ivy. But the Moon Goddess knows what she is doing. There is a reason she kept you alive through that ambush. She has a purpose for you.” She paused, swallowing hard.
Her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me want to shrink back. “I want you to have my grandchild, Ivy.”
I froze. The words echoed in my ears, but my brain completely refused to process them. I was totally speechless. My mouth parted slightly, but not a single sound came out. A grandchild? With Dominic? I hadn’t thought about having her grandchild at all. How on earth was that even possible right now?
My mind flashed to Dominic’s pale, unmoving body. He was in a deep coma. How could he participate in making a baby. Before I could find my voice to protest, Luna Helena pressed on, her tone turning deeply serious and desperate.
“You should know why I am asking this of you, Ivy. You must bear my grandchild so that after my husband and I pass away, you will be protected. If my son Dominic doesn’t wake up... you need to have a secure place in this pack. Carrying Dominic’s child guarantees that no one can ever cast you out.”
Just then, the doors clicked. Alpha Alaric, who had been standing silently in the corner listening to the conversation, suddenly stood up straight. Without saying a word to either of us, he turned and left the room.
His abrupt departure left me and Luna Helena completely alone. The moment the door clicked shut, Luna Helena looked at me and immediately saw how confused and embarrassed I was. My cheeks were burning so hot I was certain they were bright red. I was deeply, thoroughly embarrassed. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole.
But Luna Helena didn’t let me escape. She pulled me closer, refusing to let me sink into my awkwardness.
"Ivy, I need you to listen to me very carefully," Luna Helena said. "You need to prepare yourself. Tonight, you must be intimate with Dominic."
I stared at her, my face burning with a sudden, intense heat. "Tonight?" I squeaked, my voice sounding incredibly small. "But Luna... I’ve never... I mean, I don’t have any experience with this at all. And with Dominic in a coma, the whole thing just feels so..."
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