Damien’s day had been gruelling. From dawn, the council chambers buzzed with activity, discussing trade agreements, military strategies, and the upcoming seasonal feast. Every Alpha from neighbouring packs wanted an audience, and Damien had to field their demands while ensuring the kingdom’s interests were upheld.
By mid-afternoon, he barely had a moment to eat before the next obligation loomed: a mandated bonding session and medical examination for the unborn child. Damien steeled himself for the task, knowing it wasn’t something he could delegate.
Scarlett’s chambers were dimly lit when he arrived. The royal doctor was already there, setting up equipment and monitoring Scarlett’s vitals. Damien greeted them with a polite nod and took his seat beside her.
Scarlett looked pale, her usua
