The camp buzzed with new energy after the news spread about my pregnancy. Mira, Torin, and the others treated me with a warmth and care that felt as grounding as it did surreal. I’d once been Silvercrest’s quiet omega, my life mapped out by expectations I’d never fully questioned. And now, here I was, surrounded by wolves who had become my family, preparing for something I’d never dared to dream of.
Rhys was overjoyed in his quiet way, his pride and excitement radiating from him in everything he did. He’d insisted on assigning me lighter duties, though I quickly convinced him to let me stay involved. After all, I was stronger than ever, and I wanted our pack to see that my loyalty and commitment to them was deeper than anything in my past.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the treeline, Rhys and I walked through camp, discussing preparations for winter.
“We’ll need extra stores,” he said, his voice thoughtful as he scanned the trees. “With the new pup on the way, I want to make sure you both have everything you need.”
I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me at the thought. “Everyone is helping more than enough already. Mira even mentioned bringing in extra blankets.”
Rhys’s gaze softened, and he reached out, taking my hand. “They’re excited. This isn’t just our future, Kael. It’s theirs, too. They see this pup as a new start.”
The depth of his words settled over me, and I looked around at the camp, at the faces that had once been unfamiliar and were now as close to family as anyone I’d ever known. These wolves had embraced me, and they were embracing our future. I squeezed Rhys’s hand, my heart swelling with a fierce sense of loyalty.
“We’re going to build something good here,” I murmured, my voice filled with quiet conviction. “A place where no one has to feel like an outcast.”
Rhys’s gaze met mine, his eyes filled with pride. “We already have, Kael. And it’s because of you.”
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As the days passed, my role within the pack began to shift. Wolves came to me with questions, asked for my opinions on pack matters, and included me in discussions about the future. It was a responsibility that felt both exhilarating and humbling. I hadn’t just gained a mate in Rhys—I’d found a purpose, a sense of belonging that went beyond the bond we shared.
Mira, ever supportive, often joined me on patrols, teaching me the tricks she’d picked up over her years as a rogue. One morning, as we patrolled the eastern border, she gave me a sidelong glance, a smile tugging at her lips.
“You know, Kael, the pack sees you as more than just Rhys’s mate. They respect you. You’ve proven yourself, and they see you as one of our leaders.”
I looked at her, surprised. “Me? A leader?”
She nodded, her expression warm but firm. “Yes. You’ve shown us your strength, your loyalty. You’ve given us hope, Kael. Rhys might be our alpha, but he’s stronger with you by his side.”
Her words settled over me, a quiet reassurance that I hadn’t realized I needed. I’d spent so long feeling like a follower, like I didn’t truly belong. But now, I felt like I was finally stepping into the role the Moon Goddess had meant for me.
“Thank you, Mira,” I said softly, feeling a surge of gratitude. “I couldn’t have done any of this without all of you.”
She shrugged, her smile widening. “Family does that. And you’re part of this family, Kael. Don’t ever forget that.”
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That night, as I lay beside Rhys, I thought about the life we were building, the future we were preparing to welcome. The idea of becoming a parent filled me with equal parts excitement and nerves, but with Rhys by my side, I felt ready for whatever lay ahead.
“Rhys?” I murmured, my voice barely a whisper in the darkness.
He shifted, wrapping an arm around me, his presence a comforting warmth. “Yes?”
“Do you ever think about… what kind of parent you’ll be?” The question hung in the air, a quiet hopefulness lingering beneath it.
He was silent for a moment, his thumb tracing gentle circles on my arm. “I think about it every day. I want to be the kind of father who shows our pup that they’re loved, that they belong no matter what. I want them to know they’re part of something special, something they never have to question.”
I closed my eyes, feeling his words settle deep within me. “I feel the same way. I never want them to feel like an outsider. I want them to know this is their home.”
Rhys’s arms tightened around me, his voice a soft promise. “Then we’ll make it that way, Kael. Together.”
In his embrace, I felt the strength of our bond, a quiet assurance that this was just the beginning of something beautiful. We were building a life that was ours, a future shaped by love, resilience, and the family we’d chosen.
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The next day, as we prepared for the coming winter, I found myself noticing the subtle changes in the camp. The wolves were happier, more hopeful, their laughter echoing through the trees. It was a warmth I hadn’t expected, a joy that spread through the pack like sunlight breaking through clouds.
Torin approached me as I was arranging supplies, a grin spreading across his face. “I think you’ve brought out the best in everyone, Kael. Even Rhys seems more relaxed these days.”
I chuckled, feeling a warmth bloom in my chest. “I think everyone is just excited for the future. It’s something we’re building together.”
Torin nodded, his expression thoughtful. “It’s more than that. You’ve given us hope. This pack has faced a lot, but you and Rhys… you’re a reminder that we’re more than just rogues. We’re family.”
I looked at him, moved by his words, and realized just how much this place had come to mean to me. I wasn’t just a wolf in Rhys’s pack. I was part of something bigger, something that would endure long after Silvercrest was forgotten.
As the sun set that evening, I joined Rhys at the edge of camp, watching the colors fade over the horizon. He wrapped his arm around me, his presence grounding me as we stood together, our future stretching out before us.
“We’ve come a long way,” I murmured, my voice filled with quiet wonder.
Rhys’s gaze softened, his eyes reflecting the same hope and pride I felt. “We have. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
I looked up at him, feeling a swell of love that went beyond words. This was my life now—my mate, my family, my home. And as I leaned into Rhys, feeling the warmth of our bond, I knew that this was only the beginning of a journey we would walk together, step by step, for the rest of our lives.
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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.