The great hall suddenly erupted the moment Aria stepped inside.
Music filled the room, and conversations stopped as every guest turned toward her. Eyes followed her as she walked beside Deucalion.
Aria lifted her chin.
This was what she had always dreamed of. To be at the center of attention. Deucalion reached for her hand and guided her toward the seat beside his.
“Careful,” he whispered. “Take your time.”
“I am fine,” she replied with a smile.
“I know. I still want to be careful.”
Aria’s heart warmed. She sat beside him, resting one hand over her stomach. The room returned to life.
A male representative from one of the neighboring packs approached them. “Alpha Deucalion, congratulations.”
Deucalion nodded. “Thank you for coming.”
The man looked at Aria. “And congratulations to
