Choose Between Two Alphas

Natasha moved through the grand corridors of the Redwood Packhouse, her steps echoing softly against ancient stone. Clutched in her hand was a small iron key—cold, smooth, and symbolic. It unlocked more than just a door. It opened the threshold to the home she had meticulously designed for her mate, Alpha Jonathan Marsh. A token of devotion. A secret kept close to her heart. A heritage of love passed down through generations.

She had rehearsed the moment countless times—how to share the news that she was carrying his child. Should she tell him first, or wait for the healer to confirm it?