With Silvercrest finally gone, the rogue camp was more peaceful than I’d ever seen it. The tension that had kept us on edge had lifted, replaced by a warm sense of relief and unity. I felt it everywhere—in the way the wolves talked around the fire, the laughter that carried through the trees, and the calm that settled over us each night.
For the first time, I could let myself believe this was my forever. The weight of Silvercrest’s expectations was gone, and I was free to imagine a future here, building something with Rhys.
Rhys noticed the change in me, too. One evening, as we sat together at the edge of camp, he wrapped his arm around me, his gaze soft as he looked out over the trees.
“You seem… lighter,” he murmured, his voice warm with quiet pride.
I leaned into him, feeling his strength wrap around me like a shield. “I am. It’s strange—losing Silvercrest was painful, but now that I’ve let go, I feel free in a way I never did before.”
Rhys brushed a stray strand of hair from my face, his fingers lingering on my cheek. “This is where you were meant to be, Kael. And now that they’re gone… we can finally look forward. Just us.”
Just us. The words filled me with warmth and possibility. I rested my head against his shoulder, letting the thought sink in. A future, a home, a family. The life I’d been waiting to start was finally here.
The following days were filled with routines I’d come to love—patrols, meals with the pack, quiet evenings by the fire. I worked alongside Rhys, planning new strategies, helping with defenses, strengthening our bond as both partners and leaders. Each day, I grew more certain of my place here, more grounded in the family we’d built.
But over the last week, I’d started noticing small changes—feelings I couldn’t quite explain. I felt warmer, sometimes even dizzy, a quiet hum of energy buzzing beneath my skin. I tried to ignore it, convincing myself it was just the lingering stress from the Silvercrest confrontation. But as the days passed, the sensations grew harder to ignore.
One morning, as I walked through camp, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over me, and I reached out, steadying myself against a nearby tree.
“Kael?” Mira’s voice broke through the haze, and I looked up to see her standing nearby, concern etched on her face. “Are you alright?”
I managed a shaky nod, forcing a smile. “Yeah, just… feeling a little off, I guess.”
She studied me for a moment, her gaze narrowing. “You’ve seemed a bit off for days now. Maybe you should get some rest. Even a wolf as strong as you needs to take a break sometimes.”
I chuckled, but her words struck a chord. The strange sensations hadn’t let up, and a part of me wondered if I should talk to Rhys about it. But I didn’t want to worry him, especially now that everything was finally calm.
That night, I lay beside Rhys, feeling the comforting weight of his arm around me. His breathing was slow and steady, but I could feel his gaze on me, the warmth of his presence grounding me.
“You’ve been quiet lately,” he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble in the darkness. “Are you sure everything’s alright?”
I hesitated, not wanting to worry him, but his concern was real, and I knew I couldn’t keep this to myself forever. “I’ve been feeling… different,” I admitted. “It’s hard to explain. Just this warmth and dizziness, like… like something’s changed.”
He tilted his head, his gaze curious. “Do you think it’s from the battle? Or maybe from the stress of everything with Silvercrest?”
“Maybe,” I said, though even as the words left my mouth, I felt a strange certainty settling within me, a quiet intuition that hinted at something bigger. “But it feels… different.”
Rhys’s hand rested gently on my stomach, his touch warm and comforting. “Maybe we should talk to Mira. She knows a lot about pack lore, about the old stories. She might understand what’s going on.”
I nodded, feeling a flicker of relief at the suggestion. Whatever this was, I wasn’t alone in it. Rhys was here, and he would help me face whatever lay ahead.
The next day, I found Mira near the fire and explained everything I’d been feeling. She listened carefully, her gaze thoughtful as she studied me. When I finished, she tilted her head, a small smile tugging at her lips.
“Kael, have you ever heard the stories of mates who, against all odds, bring new life into the pack?” she asked, her tone gentle.
I blinked, her words catching me off guard. “You mean… pregnancy?”
She nodded, her smile widening. “Yes. It’s rare, especially between two alphas or omegas. But when the Moon Goddess truly blesses a bond, sometimes… she gives them a gift—a chance to create a family together.”
The weight of her words settled over me, filling me with a strange, exhilarating warmth. Could it be true? Could the Moon Goddess have granted us this blessing, this miracle?
I looked over at Rhys, who had joined us, his gaze filled with a mixture of shock and wonder. His hand found mine, his grip steady and grounding as he looked into my eyes.
“Kael,” he murmured, his voice choked with emotion. “Do you think…?”
My heart pounded, and I nodded, feeling a joy that went beyond words. “I think… yes. I think the Moon Goddess has blessed us.”
Rhys pulled me into his arms, holding me close, his voice a soft whisper in my ear. “This is our family, Kael. Our future. And I will protect it with everything I have.”
A wave of love and gratitude washed over me as I held onto him, feeling the strength of his embrace, the quiet promise that we were no longer just mates. We were something more—partners, protectors, and now, parents.
As word spread through the pack, their joy and excitement were overwhelming. Mira, Torin, and the others congratulated us with genuine warmth, their support filling me with a sense of belonging I’d never known. I felt a new bond forming, not only with Rhys but with every member of our pack. This wasn’t just my family; it was the family our child would be born into, a family bound by loyalty and love.
That night, as Rhys and I stood beneath the stars, he wrapped his arms around me, his gaze filled with wonder. “We’re building something beautiful, Kael. A family, a future. I never thought this could happen, but now… I can’t imagine anything else.”
I looked up at him, feeling a warmth that went beyond words. “Me neither. And I know, no matter what, we’ll face it all together.”
The Moon Goddess had given us a gift—a chance to build a life that went beyond survival, beyond loyalty. We were creating something new, something that would carry on our legacy, our love. And as I rested my head against Rhys’s shoulder, feeling the quiet hum of life within me, I knew that this was just the beginning of a journey that would shape us, our pack, and the family we would become.
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My Rogue Mate (AI GENERATED)
WerewolfKael, an omega from Silvercrest, is fated to the rogue alpha, Rhys. Their bond is forbidden. Their love, a secret. But secrets don't last forever.