Chapter 147
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The room suddenly felt too small around me. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my started crashing together inside my head.
skin white dozens of old memories
Kira.
Not just the twins.
Kyra specifically.
I pushed away from the desk before anxiety completely swallowed me. Conrad stood immediately the moment I started pacing across the office.
“Amorah,” he said carefully.
“Why her?” I asked while turning toward him. “Why was her name beside mine?”
“We don’t fully know yet.”
“But you think it means something bigger.”
His silence answered me before his words did.
I pressed both hands against my stomach slowly while trying to steady my breathing. The baby shifted hard enough to make me flinch slightly.
Conrad crossed the room immediately afterward. He rested one hand against my lower back while guiding me carefully toward the couch.
“Sit down before you make yourself sick,” he murmured.
I let him help me this time because my legs suddenly felt weak. Exhaustion had been hitting harder lately, especially whenever stress overwhelmed me too quickly.
Conrad crouched in front of me once I sat down. His thumb brushed lightly against my knee while he studied my face closely.
“You’re spiraling,” he said quietly.
“I think I’m allowed to.”
“You are.”
I looked away from him afterward because emotions kept building painfully inside my chest. Everything about my childhood suddenly felt unstable again.
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“You don’t have to gure everything out tonight” he murmured against my
“But what if everything I lost traces back to this?” I whispered.
His arms tightened around me slowly. “Then we uncover it together”
The emotional exhaustion finally hit me fully after that. I buried my face against his neck while trying tot to cry again.
Conrad kissed my forehead gently before standing up suddenly. A second later, he returned carrying the thick blanket from our bedroom
I looked at him tiredly. “You think blankets solve everything”
“They solve most things.”
Despite everything, I laughed quietly.
Later that night, we stayed curled together beneath the blankets on the oversized couch while the house remained silent upstairs. Snow tapped softly against the windows while Conrad rubbed slow circles against my stomach absentmindedly.
The baby reacted almost every time he touched me now.
“You’re thinking too loudly again,” Conrad murmured eventually.
I glanced up at him from where my head rested against his chest. “That’s not a real thing.”
“It is for wolves.”
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I rolled my eyes weakly before relaxing again anyway. His heartbeat beneath my ear stayed steady enough to calm my nerves little by little.
“I’m scared to hope for this,” I admitted quietly.
Conrad’s fingers paused briefly against my stomach. “For what?”
“For family,” I whispered.
“I spent so long losing people,” I continued softly. “Every time I trusted someone completely, they destroyed something.”
he argued back
You absolutely did”
Conrad sighed heavily while I started laughing against his shoulder again.
the time the twins stumbled downstairs wearing mismatched pajamas, most of the heavy tension had faded slightly from the room. Kyra immediately climbed beside me on the couch without asking permission.
Zane stayed standing nearby with narrowed eyes.
“You’re all being suspicious,” he announced.
“No we’re not,” Conrad replied too quickly.
Zane pointed accusingly. “That was a suspicious answer.”
Kyra ignored him completely before grabbing a section of my hair suddenly. “Can I practice braiding again?”
“Practice sounds dangerous,” I warned.
“It’s fine,” Kyra promised confidently.
Five painful minutes later, I realized it was absolutely not fine.
“Ow,” I complained while Kyra accidentally yanked my hair again.
“I said sorry already.”
“You said it while still pulling.”
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Conrad looked openly entertained watching the disaster unfold beside him. Zane sat across from us pretending not to care while secretly watching everything carefully.
“The baby needs a cool name,” Kyra announced randomly while still attacking my hair.
Zane immediately frowned. “No embarrassing names.”
“You wanted Fang”
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art reached for my hand immediately. “Amorah-”
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on the image finally cleared enough to recognize and my entire body froze
oung girl stood near the transport vehicle beside two bundled infants.
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