Dance In The Moonlight

Years later…

Briar's POV

"Congratulations, Luna Briar, you are officially carrying the Alpha's heir."

The words should have filled me with joy, but instead, they felt hollow. I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, staring at the nurse as she recorded the results in her clipboard without so much as a smile. Her tone was flat, indifferent, as if my news was nothing special.

It should be though. The alpha's heir. It was great news.

But not for the people of Crimson Pack. It was a nightmare and a weakness.

"Thank you," I said, my voice quiet.

She didn't bother to look up.

No smile.

No warmth.

Just a curt nod. I wasn't surprised. As far as the pack was concerned, I was just an omega who had lucked out. The Alpha's mate, sure, but still an omega. And an omega carrying the Alpha's child was an inconvenience to most.