Theodore’s POV
I slumped in the armchair of my new study, hanging my head in my hands.
We had just finished decorating the new Royal Palace. We wanted the Alphas to know we did not place ourselves above them, so when the new building was rebuilt, we designed it to be closer to the size of the places we used to live in Midnight and Darkmoon - a fraction of the size of the one Violet had told Bennet to let burn.
That had been four months ago.
Four months of rebuilding our new home, of grieving the deaths of friends and innocents who had been killed in battle, of reuniting our country, of searching desperately for a way to save my mate from her magic that had only been getting more unstable.
It was the pregnancy and the fake mate bond causing the issues still. We had tried so many th
