Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0238

But the past had a way of creeping up on me, especially when it came to Knox and Kane. The betrayal still stung, even more so now that I was pregnant and alone. They had chosen another woman over me, and I had been forced to reject them. It was a painful decision, but necessary.

"Lottie," Liam called from behind me, his voice gentle. "You don't have to do this alone." I turned to face him, my eyes meeting his. "I know, Liam. But I need to find my own way."

"We'll be here when you're ready." He nodded, understanding in his eyes.

Sitting down on the plush garden furniture with some difficulty, thanks to my baby belly, I gazed out at the royal pack, realizing just how breathtaking this place truly was. The rolling landscape seemed to stretch endlessly, a serene and picturesque view that brought a sense of calm over me. To my right, the sounds of warriors training reached my ears. My eyes drifted towards them, taking in the sight.

The warriors were in the midst of a fierce battle training session. Their movements were swift and precise, each strike and parry a testament to their skill and discipline. Muscles rippled under taut skin, and sweat glistened in the afternoon sun. They moved with a synchronized grace, a deadly ballet that spoke of years of rigorous training and unyielding dedication. Shouts of encouragement and the clash of weapons filled the air, creating a symphony of strength and resilience.

To my left, I noticed a small gathering. A group of young people, about my age, were clustered together, laughing and chatting animatedly. They seemed carefree, their faces alight with joy and companionship. Some sat on the grass, others perched on benches, all of them engrossed in their conversations. They passed around snacks and drinks, the atmosphere one of casual ease and youthful exuberance. It was a stark contrast to my current state. None of them were pregnant like me; they had some sense about them at least.

different my life would have been if I had grown up here. The thought of a

experienced this connection annet

mother had never died? What if my father had been

word, but his presence was a comfort. The dam I had built

tears fall freely, each

Chase's hand rubbed soothing circles on my back, offering silent support.

I allowed myself to

glimmer of hope. I was not alone anymore. I had my brothers, I had Chase, Adam

a soft kiss

were sincere and I hated that despite everything I felt

you." I

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