Adira Echo is a 21 year old Sigma Wolf, belonging to Blood Moon Pack, the Pack of Alpha King Harry Styles.
Adira's parents were Harry's Father's Delta Male and Female before he died in battle and she in labour.
Being raised by the Pack Nanny, Adira...
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𝓐𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
I landed with Ares in my arms and Genevieve and Amelia behind me and found myself back in Bessy's house with Eliza standing before us.
"Eliza!"
I exclaim, my lips wanting to tug up into a smile. Eliza's eyes find Ares and she smiles, stepping forward.
"Under the circumstances, it is good to see you, and you Genevieve. Who is this?"
She asks, glancing at Amelia. I turn my head and step to the side to allow Amelia to be seen.
"Eliza, this is Amelia, our Gamma female. Amelia, this is Eliza, a dear friend."
I say, introducing the two. Amelia steps between me to hold her hand out to Eliza. Eliza takes it generously. I looked down at my feet and frown.
"Eliza? Do you happen to have any footwear? I've come unprepared for war."
I try to joke, but, it comes out as a scoff. Eliza's eyes widen and she nods, immediately turning to another Witch, who I hadn't seen enter the room.
"Can you get the Queen some shoes and prepare some food for our guests?"
The Witch bows and leaves the room. I move to the sofa, along with Genevieve as I try to push thoughts of Harry out of my head and focus on Ares.
"Are we safe here?"
I ask Eliza and she immediately nods.
"Every Witch alive is linked to a protection spell on the island. While you and our Wolf Prince is here, the spell stays."
She says and I nod, glancing down at Ares to see him already looking at me, his dummy now resting on his chin, having fallen from his mouth. I sigh and pop it back between his lips.
"I'm sorry, my baby. This isn't how I wanted to remember your birthday."
I say.
"Harry'll have us back in no time. Then, we'll have a big celebration of our little Wolf Prince's birth."
Genevieve promises me, laying her hand onto my shoulder. I nod with a smile and turn to her.
"You found out about your baby today, right? Are you telling people?"
I ask her and she gives me a warm smile while rubbing her bump.
"Even if I wasn't, I'd still tell you."
She says and my heart warms at her statement.
"We're having a little girl."
She says and my smile widens. A little girl? What bliss. However, my smile wavers slightly when I remember that she lost a little boy. One of each. Such a tragedy.
