The cold wind stung my face, but it couldn’t compare to the ache in my heart. I walked aimlessly, tears blurring my vision. I needed a miracle, something—anything—to fix this mess.As I wandered through the quiet streets, the lights of the town blurred together in my mind. I didn’t know where I was going, but it didn’t matter. I just needed to escape.I turned a corner, lost in my thoughts, when I bumped into someone. Before I could fall, a strong hand caught me.I looked up slowly, my breath catching in my throat.Standing before me was the one person I never thought I’d see again.“Ethan,” I whispered.He stared back at me, just as surprised. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The snow fell silently around us.

The only sound in the dining room was dinner. My father sat at the head of the table, stiff and expressionless, while my younger sister Lily sat across from me, chattering cheerfully about her day.I had barely touched my food, my stomach twisting with unease. For the past few weeks, I hadn't been feeling well: always tired, my appetite all over the place, and I kept feeling sick.Lily turned to me, frowning. "Ava, are you okay? You have hardly eaten anything.""I'm fine," I said quickly, forcing a smile."You don't look fine," she said, her voice teasing. "Maybe you're lovesick."Lily," my father said shortly, his tone sharp enough that she huddled back."Yes, Alpha," she muttered, turning her attention to her plate.I exhaled softly, grateful for the interruption, but it was short-lived as a wave of nausea seemed to come out of nowhere in a wave so strong that sent me covering my mouth and rising quickly."Ava?" my father said, his voice threaded with concern.I said nothing. I ran into the bathroom, not reaching the toilet bowl before my vomiting spells began. My stomach heaved with the violent contractions, and when finally done, my knees were weak. I leaned against the sink, catching my breath.It was happening more and more frequently, and I couldn't deny it any longer: something was wrong.When I came back to the table, everyone was staring at me.What was that about?" Lily asked, frowning."Nothing," I said weakly and sat down."That wasn't nothing," my father snapped. "You've been acting strange for weeks now. And tonight…"I looked down into my plate, avoiding his eyes."Ava," he said, his voice low but dangerous. "Are you pregnant?

Elara’s life has never been easy. After the deaths of her father and stepmother, she’s treated as a servant by her cruel stepbrother, Darius. She dreams of escaping and claiming her rightful inheritance. But her plans are shattered when Darius sells her off to settle his debts—her buyer? The feared Alpha, Lucian Blackwood, leader of the ruthless Silverfang pack.