Ella’s POV
Six months later.
I shifted in my chair, trying to find a comfortable position. My belly was enormous now, stretched to its limits with the twins. Every movement felt like an effort, and my back ached constantly. But I couldn’t afford to show weakness.
Not here. Not now.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Alexander’s voice rippled through the bond. “The due date was a week ago, and you look like you’re about to pop.”
“I’m fine.”
“Ella…”
“I’m fine, Alexander.”
I could hear his mental sigh, but he understood the reasons for my stubbornness today. The conference room was packed with Alphas from packs across the territories. One slip–up could leave a stain on Stormhollow and Ashclaw’s reputations forever.
Alexander was beside me, his hand resting on the table close to mine. He had been my constant support over the past six months as I worked to rebuild Stormhollow. The pack was still separate from Ashclaw–I was an Alpha in my own right now, not just his Luna–but we remained close allies.
Some days, it felt like I was juggling several full–time jobs. Being a mother to Lucien. Leading Stormhollow. Carrying twins who seemed in no rush to enter the world. It was exhausting, but fulfilling.
I’d made more progress than I expected just in the past six months. Stormhollow’s infrastructure was slowly being repaired. More and more pack members trusted me. The financial records had been sorted out, and we were finally operating in the black again. There was still so much work to be done, but I was hopeful.
“As I was saying,” Alexander said, his voice cutting through my thoughts, “the experimental treatment we’re proposing has shown promising results in early trials. The regenerative properties in Ella’s blood seem to target cancer cells specifically while leaving healthy tissue intact.”
One of the Alphas scoffed. “And we are just supposed to take your word for it? How do we know this isn’t another one of your elaborate schemes?”
I straightened in my chair. “The doctors have documented every step of the research process. We have lab results, medical reports, peer reviews from independent oncologists. Everything is available for your review.” I gestured to the reports laying in front of the Alphas.
“That’s all well and good,” another Alpha said, “but I still find it hard to believe that your blood is as special as you claim. Rebirth? It sounds like something out of a fairytale.”


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