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Kyra paced around her room, anxiously wiggling her fingers nervously. Her eyes darted to the window when she heard a knock, and she quickly ran to slide open the glass to allow Tristan to come in.
The window was very tall and wide, Tristan could pass through easily and Tristan was not a small man. Most of the time, she was grateful for this window because how would she be able to see him anytime she wanted to and could not leave her father's palace? Her room was also at the end of the building, far from her siblings' rooms so they won't be disturbed here.
"Did anyone see you?" She asked him with wide eyes as she looked him from up to down to check if he sustained any injury from climbing the wall to her room that was on the third floor of her father's palace.
"You worry too much." Tristan laughed as he jumped inside the room and wrapped her up in a hug.
"Of course, I worry too much. It's because I love you," Kyra said as she hugged him back, breathing in his scent that was soothing, and she immediately felt herself calming down.
She has been worried that he would be caught. It might not be his first time sneaking into her room, but that didn't stop her from worrying about him. She kept getting this feeling that one day, he would be caught, and it won't end well.
Tristan was her fated mate, but she couldn't be caught with him because he was the alpha of the neighboring pack which happened to be her pack's rival. The two packs have been at war for the longest of times, right from Tristan's and her ancestors until now, and Kyra was hoping that they would be the ones to end the long time feud.
The moon goddess knew what she was doing when she paired them as mates and now, she was pregnant with Tristan's child and could not wait to tell him. Her father would understand. When he hears that she's pregnant, he wouldn't have any other choice than to bless her and Tristan's union.
Her father might not like her as he did his other children because he felt that she killed his wife; her mother during childbirth. Her mother was his fated mate and the love of his life. He also detested the sight of her because she looked so much like her mother with her blonde hair and baby blue eyes that sparkled with life.
Once she and Tristan tell him about their child, Tristan would suggest that they settle their long-time feud and they would sign a peace treaty. She knew that her father, Ezekiel, was tired of the constant war and fight between the two countries. He would be willing to sign the peace treaty, and she was also sure that he would be happy to see her leave the palace as he had always deemed her as useless.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Kyra snapped out of her thoughts when she felt Tristan bop her nose. She found him smiling down at her and felt her heart swell with love for him. There was absolutely no need to be scared. This man loved her so much. If not, he would have rejected her when he found out that they were mates.
His father died recently of poisoning, and he had to take over as the pack's alpha. She was going to be his Luna, and she just couldn't wait for that time to come. She wanted to be by his side forever.
"I'm thinking about our future together, Tristan." she told him with a happy smile as she bounced on her feet, "Soon, I will be your Luna and you won't have to always sneak into my room to see me."
A dark glint of mockery flashed in Tristan's eyes, but Kyra was far too gone in her daydreams of when they would be together without hiding to notice it.
"Of course, very soon we will be the most powerful couple in the Werewolf's world." Tristan's words came out dripping in sarcasm.
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