Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Chapter 129 Heir of Shadow Pack

Victoria

Leo pulled the sleek black SUV through the imposing gates of Shadow Pack territory, his protective instincts visibly heightened since learning about my pregnancy. His large hand remained possessively splayed across my thigh during the entire drive from the airport, occasionally drifting to my still-flat stomach with a look of primal satisfaction in his eyes.

"Tiny has arranged for Dr. Eliza to see you first thing tomorrow morning," Leo said, his tone brooking no argument as we approached the main house. "She’s the most respected wolf healer in the Northern Territories and specializes in mixed-heritage pregnancies."

I smiled, placing my hand over his. "I’m perfectly healthy, Leo. Our little pup is strong—I can feel it."

His eyes flashed gold momentarily, the wolf inside him responding to my words. "Nevertheless, you’ll be monitored closely." The fierce possessiveness in his voice sent a delicious shiver down my spine.

The moment we pulled up to the main house, Rosa burst through the front doors, her normally composed demeanor abandoned as she rushed to embrace me.

"Luna!" she exclaimed, pulling back to examine me with motherly concern. "Tiny called ahead. Is it true? We’re expecting a little one?"

Before I could respond, Leo’s deep voice answered with unmistakable pride. "Yes. Victoria carries my pup." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Rosa’s eyes filled with joyful tears as she hugged me again, whispering, "The Goddess has blessed us all. A child born of true mates is the greatest gift."

The house had been prepared for our arrival, with fresh flowers—carefully selected non-fragrant varieties that wouldn’t trigger my newly sensitive nose—and a special dinner that accommodated my current aversions. Leo insisted I rest while he attended to urgent pack business that had accumulated during our absence.

"I won’t be long," he promised, pressing a possessive kiss to my forehead. "Stay within the house."

I understood his concern. News of the Shadow Pack heir would spread quickly, and not all would welcome it. My mixed heritage still raised eyebrows among traditionalists, and now I carried the next generation of Moretti leadership within me.

I had barely settled into our bedroom when my phone chimed with a message from Emma.

*Just heard the news! OMG!! On my way over—don’t you dare keep details from your bestie!*

I smiled, immediately texting back: *Gate guards have instructions to let you through. Can’t wait to see you!*

True to her word, Emma arrived in record time, practically bouncing with excitement as Rosa showed her up to my room. The moment she entered, she squealed and rushed to embrace me.

"You’re pregnant!" she exclaimed, pulling back to examine me critically. "You don’t look different yet, but there’s definitely a glow. How far along? When did you find out? Was Leo excited? Of course he was—that wolf has been practically desperate to get his DNA all over your family tree since day one!"

I laughed, pulling her to sit beside me on the chaise lounge. "Slow down! I’m about six weeks along now. We found out in Greece, right before we came home. And yes, Leo was... intense about the news."

Emma waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "I bet he was. Nothing makes an Alpha more primal than knowing his mate is carrying his young. Tiny says male wolves get even more possessive and territorial during pregnancy."

"You’ve been discussing wolf pregnancy behaviors with Tiny?" I asked with a knowing smile.

Emma blushed prettily. "Maybe. Speaking of the honeymoon though—spill everything! The pictures you sent were gorgeous, but I want details."

For the next hour, I shared stories from our time in Greece—the reconciliation after our beach misunderstanding, the painting lessons with Nicos, the little tavernas we’d discovered, and the moment we learned about the pregnancy.

"It was like something shifted in Leo," I explained, remembering the raw emotion in his eyes. "All his walls came down in that moment. He kept touching my stomach and whispering to the baby in Italian."

Emma’s eyes softened. "That’s beautiful, V. And these paintings—" she gestured to several canvases I’d unpacked "—they’re incredible. You’ve really captured something special here."

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