~Isabella’s POV

The news of our pregnancy spread faster than wildfire, traveling through every corner of the kingdom. What had begun as a quiet celebration between Lucian and me quickly grew into something much larger. The packs, the witches, the wizards, the Fae, the Lycans, and even the werewolves—every faction under Lucian’s rule—wanted to join in the celebration. It wasn’t just about the announcement of an heir; it was a symbol of unity, a testament to the bonds we had forged across lines that had once divided us.

The palace buzzed with activity for days. Messengers arrived from every corner, bearing gifts and well wishes. Fae crafted delicate ornaments infused...