Unstoppable ( SIA)

Rose’s POV

The kitchen is alive with the clatter of dishes and the scent of freshly baked pastries. I’m elbow-deep in preparations for the alpha and luna gathering, making sure everything’s perfect, not just for the Blue Sapphire Pack, but for our allies, too. The alphas might be discussing strategies and alliances, but this kitchen? This is where the real diplomacy happens, with food and heart.

Suddenly, a familiar voice, both sweet and sharp, cuts through the hum of the hallway.

“Rose? My favorite beta female, where are you hiding?”

I turn, and there she is, Luna Chiko, strutting toward me like a goddess in black, belly just as round and proud as mine. Her presence lights up the room like she’s walked off the cover of some mythical maternity magazine.

“Hi, Rose! You look radiant! I hope your pregnancy’s treating you as kindly as mine, well, if you count swollen ankles and random cravings as ‘kind.’ How’s the little bean doing? And where is our lovely Luna Kaylie? Honestly, I can't wait for our kids to meet. I’m already picturing mini versions of us causing chaos at pack gatherings.”

I chuckle, already grinning from ear to ear. Chiko has this way of bringing sunshine wherever she goes, chaotic sunshine, but sunshine nonetheless. Just like Kaylie. When the three of us are together, it’s nonstop laughter, brutally honest mom jokes, and inappropriate stories about our husbands we swear we’ll never tell again… until we do.

Our husbands—Jenson, Lucas, and Gabriel—know better than to interfere when we’re in “sisterhood mode.” They just nod, smile, and hope we don’t start plotting something crazy… again. Last time, we made a chore schedule for the pack warriors. Lucas still calls it the

“Mom Commandments.”

“Earth to Rose! Are you daydreaming about my glowing cheeks again?” Chiko waves a hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I laugh and hug her tight, patting her back. “Sorry! You know how it is. pregnancy brain. You say three words and I’m off writing a novel in my head. You look amazing, by the way.”

“Oh, stop,” she says with a playful eye roll. “Actually, don’t. Say it again. Slower.”

We both giggle like teenagers.

“Where’s Kaylie, though?” she asks, growing serious.

“She’s at the hospital with Adrien. Doing an autopsy.”

Chiko’s eyes go wide. “Wait. what? Why is our pregnant Luna poking around a corpse? Who died? What happened?”

So I tell her, everything Lucas told Jenson and me earlier. The omega girl. The warning. The black magic. The suspicion around Alpha Alex.

By the end of it, Chiko’s arms are crossed and her lips are pressed so tight, she could probably cut diamonds.

“Alex is really playing dirty, huh? Can’t win fairly, so he’s diving into darkness. Typical coward behavior,” she says, eyes blazing.

I nod. “Kaylie insisted on helping Adrien find the cause of death. She thinks this is bigger than anyone suspects.”

“Of course she did. She’s always throwing herself in headfirst to protect everyone,” Chiko says, sighing. “We should go. She shouldn't be standing that long, not with how far along she is. I don’t care how tough she is, she’s not made of steel.”

“I was thinking the same thing. The alphas will be locked in strategy talks for at least two hours. We won’t be missed,” I reply, already wiping my hands and tossing my apron aside.

“Should we bring Luna Liana?” she asks, referring to Toby’s mate.

“She’s breastfeeding. Let her rest. I’ll shoot her a quick text so she’s not worried when we vanish.”

“Perfect,” Chiko beams. “Let’s go rescue Kaylie. She’s gonna be thrilled to see us charge in like two pregnant superheroes.”

Minutes later, we’re on the terrace, and Chiko unlocks her sleek black SUV. I raise an eyebrow. “Wait, you’re driving? No chauffeur? With that belly?”

“Oh, Rose, please,” she says, waving a hand like I’ve insulted her entire bloodline. “You know me. Just because I’ve got a baby belly doesn’t mean I’ve lost my spark. I’m not some delicate porcelain doll wrapped in bubble wrap. I’m pregnant, not powerless.”

I laugh. “Remind me again how you used to be an omega?”

“Exactly!” she grins, buckling herself in. “People think once you’re Luna, you sit around sipping tea and stroking white cats. Nope. I’ve always been a go-getter, and just because I wear a title now doesn’t mean I forget who I was. I worked my butt off to get here, being kind, being smart, and yeah, being a little bit stubborn. That’s how I earned my pack’s respect. I didn’t marry into Lunahood. I fought for it.”

Chiko shifts the car into gear and takes off smoothly. I glance at her and smile, warmth blooming in my chest.

“Your story’s kind of amazing, you know,” I say softly. “From omega to Luna. You didn’t just rise. you took your whole past with you. That’s real strength.”

She shrugs, but her eyes are shining. “Takes one strong woman to recognize another.”

I grin. “You’re damn right.”

As the road curves and the hospital comes into view, we sit in a comfortable silence. Two pregnant women, bonded by battle scars, belly kicks, and endless laughter. Kaylie may be the one we’re going to see, but in truth, all three of us hold each other up, sisterhood forged not just by rank or duty, but by late-night rants, ridiculous cravings, and the kind of love that doesn’t ask for permission.

“We’re here,” Chiko says, parking smoothly. “Ready to storm the hospital and drag our Luna away from dead bodies?”

I smirk. “Always. Let’s go remind her that she’s not in this fight alone.”

And with that, we walk side by side into the hospital, heels clicking, bellies bumping, hearts full.

Together, we weren’t just stronger. We were unstoppable.