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"𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐞."
The entire pack encircled the new mother, their excitement palpable as they gazed at the tiny infant cradled in her arms. Derek's voice rang out with pride as he revealed the name he had chosen for his daughter, and a broad smile spread across his face, reflecting the joy of the moment. The atmosphere was filled with warmth and camaraderie, as each member of the pack shared in the happiness of this new life.
After a tumultuous delivery, Morgan had been rushed to the hospital in an ambulance, leaving behind the chaos of the previous events. Fortunately, both she and her newborn were recovering well, a relief to everyone present. However, the same could not be said for Scott's father, who had suffered a stab wound from one of the malevolent creatures. Melissa reassured the group, emphasizing that he would heal in due time, providing a glimmer of hope amidst the concern.
"She's absolutely adorable," Kira exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with delight as she and the rest of the pack admired the little girl nestled against her mother's neck. The baby had inherited her father's striking green eyes, a feature that stood out beautifully against her mother's delicate facial traits. What caught the attention of the werewolves, however, was the unexpected tuft of blonde hair atop the infant's head, a surprising trait that neither parent possessed, adding an element of mystery to the new family dynamic.
As the rest of the pack marveled at the latest addition to the Hale family, Derek's instincts kicked in, making him fiercely protective of his two girls. He felt an overwhelming urge to growl whenever someone ventured too close, but he held back, fully aware that no harm would come to them, especially with the ever-watchful, grumpy wolf by their side. Morgan beamed with joy as she received compliments about her little girl, and in that moment, she began to feel a deep sense of belonging. The small, eclectic group of supernaturals, along with Stiles, were not just acquaintances; they were becoming a family, embracing her and caring for the brunette since her unexpected return.
"What made you to name her Nova?" Lydia asked, handing the tiny baby back to her mother. Morgan had eagerly allowed the pack to take turns holding the little girl, but the atmosphere shifted when Stiles awkwardly cradled her; Nova erupted into tears, wailing until she was safely back in her mother's arms. The laughter and joy surrounding the gathering momentarily dimmed, but the warmth of the pack's camaraderie remained strong. It was clear that Morgan's presence had woven a new thread into the fabric of their lives, and they were all eager to embrace this new chapter.
"It means 'new' in Latin," the father explained, a smile creeping onto his face as he reflected on the transformation in his life since Morgan re-entered it. "When Morgan came back, I felt like a new man. It just felt right." Derek's admission revealed the profound happiness that had blossomed within him, a stark contrast to his previously irritable demeanor. The pack had noticed this change, and while he still retained his intimidating presence, they were grateful for the light Morgan brought into his life. However, a lingering mystery hung over them; the question of why Morgan was under a spell and who had cast it remained unanswered, casting a shadow over their newfound joy.
