Chapter 89: Pregnant 

Ruby’s POV 

The stack of parchments before me seemed endless, stretching like an immeasurable mountain. I let out a deep sigh, dipping my pen into the inkwell as I forced myself to focus. The sooner I finished, the sooner I could escape to the piano. My fingers were already itching to play something soothing, something that would pull me away from all things political and the never–ending documents required to maintain The Winterdawn Pack. 

“One day, we’re going to die‘ buried under that mountain of paper,” Leia grumbled. 

“Got any better ideas? I’m the only living Lucienne.” 

I rubbed my temples, pressing a little harder than necessary. Then, I added, “Maybe I should start searching for any close relatives of the Lucienne line. But my parents always lived with their family within the same pack.” 

“Why don’t you ask Killian for help? He’d surely assist you if you truly wanted to know,” Leia suggested. 

Biting the inside of my cheek, I considered it. “I’ll think about it.” 

Just as I was about to sign another document, the door creaked open, and in walked Leonidas, wearing his signature smirk. “Working hard, Luna? Or are you just pretending so you don’t have to miss the King?” he asked, his voice dripping with feigned indifference. 

I shot him an unimpressed look. “If you think I’d rather be doing this than spending time with Killian, you’re seriously overestimating my love for administrative work.” 

Leonidas chuckled, dragging a chair over and sitting across from me. “Well, I come bearing news. The King will be home late. There’s trouble at the border, apparently. Which means you’ll have to suffer through this stack of documents without… let’s say, his creative distractions.” 

I fought the heat threatening to rise to my cheeks and turned my attention back to the parchment in my hand. 

“I suppose I should be grateful,” I muttered, recalling that particular memory with a scowl. “The last time he tried to help, he threw half the documents into the fire, and I had to start all over again. What a wonderful king you have, huh?” 

Leonidas stifled a laugh. “Sounds about right.” 

I tapped the quill against my chin. Killian would be home late, and all this work already felt like a death trap to me. Leias, my wolf, was also at her peak stress level. And I wasn’t doing any better. 

“Maybe I should visit Nora. I haven’t seen her in a while,” I said suddenly. 

Leonidas raised an eyebrow. “Ah, the famous great witch. The one who threatened to curse me last time?” 

“You probably deserved it,” I replied with a smirk. “Would you be willing to accompany me?” 

Leonidas groaned, shaking his head. “If I refuse, you’ll go alone, which will only make the King furious. So fine, let’s go before I regret this.” 

I couldn’t hold back my laughter at his small complaint. Standing up, I set the quill back down and stretched my muscles. 

“You’re a good man, Leonidas. I’ll make sure Nora doesn’t curse you. Too much.” 

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The magic tower loomed before us, a spiraling structure made of dark stone, with glowing runes embedded in its walls. As we stepped inside, the air was thick with the scent of herbs, incense, and something faintly resembling raw natural energy. And there, standing near a bubbling cauldron, was Nora Lee looking as though she was barely restraining her emotions as she guided a young witch–in–training. 

She hadn’t changed one bit, her wild blonde hair cascaded down her back in unruly waves, her sharp emerald eyes gleamed with mischief, and that ever–present playful smirk promised nothing but trouble. She turned at the sound of our entrance, her expression shifting from curious to delighted. 

“Well, well, look who finally decided to pay me a visit. And she even brought along the wicked Beta.” Nora ze flickered toward Leonidas, who, to my amusement, looked utterly bewildered. 

I rolled my eyes. “Nice to see you too, Nora.” 

She grinned, tossing a handful of dried flower petals into the cauldron, turning the potion inside a deep shade of blue. The young witch nodded quickly as Nora gave firm instructions, correcting heroinor mistakes. 

“You should visit more often. But I suppose yo 

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orite,” Nora remarked bluntly. 

Leonidas choked on nothing. 

“I don’t think that’s her official title.” 

“Oh, hush,” Nora teased. “You’re just mad because you can’t boss Ruby around the way you do Killian’s other men.” 

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Chapter 89: Pregnant 

“You have no idea how much I suffer,” Leonidas replied dramatically. 

Nora and Leonidas quickly became engrossed in their conversation. I frowned, I caught snippets of teasing and subtle, seductive flirtation woven into their words. My eyes widened as the implications dawned on me. No, that was an entirely bad idea. If they were this obvious about their mutual attraction, things were bound to escalate. 

The big question was whether either of them would drop their bad habits. 

They were both players. 

I was just about to interrupt their conversation when, all of a sudden, a wave of dizziness crashed over me. The room tited slightly, and I wobbled on my feet. 

“Ruby?” 

Nora was at my side in an instant, steadying me with a firm grip. “Goodness, you look a bit pale. Have you been feeling unwell this whole time?” 

“I don’t know… I just feel dizzy. And nauseous.” 

Nora frowned. “Alright, that’s enough. You need to rest. Come with me.” 

Leonidas moved to help, but Nora shot him a look. “You stay here. I don’t need your useless assistance while I examine her.” Leonidas raised his hands in surrender. “Fine. But if she passes out, I’m blaming you.” 

I sat in a plush chair inside Nora’s private chamber as she pressed her cool hand against my forehead. The witch began chanting a spell to examine me. Slowly, her expression shifted into something unreadable as she murmured incantations under her breath. Then, she fell silent. All color drained from her face. 

A 

creeping sense of dread settled in my chest. I swallowed hard. 

“N–Nora? What is it?” 

She lifted her gaze to mine, disbelief written all over her face. “Ruby… you’re pregnant.” 

The world stopped. Everything around me faded until nothing remained except the thunderous pounding of my own heartbeat in my chest. 

“I… what?” 

Nora shook her head, stumbling back. Her hand flew to cover her mouth, her shoulders trembling. Instead of answering my flood of questions, the response I got from her was pure fury. 

“Ruby Lucienne. Who is the father?” 

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