Della's eyes gazed lovingly at her reflection in the mirror, her hand cradling her growing belly as she reflected on the tumultuous events that had led her to this moment. The memory of Xavier's rejection still stung, but she knew that leaving him and his pack had been the best decision for her and their unborn child.

As she thought about Michael, a warmth spread through her chest. He had been a constant source of comfort and support over the past few months, and she couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence in her life. She realized she had been so caught up in her heartache and sorrow that...