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Five years into our mate bond, a rogue werewolf, backed by my mate, Alpha Callahan Ford of the Blue Moon Pack, boldly declared her pregnancy, naming him as the father. Callahan was crushed. He silenced the whispers among the packs and crawled on his knees from the packhouse to our den, begging for mercy. "Luna Genevieve, I was framed and drunk, leading to a careless error. I'll ensure she ends the pregnancy. Please, don't cast me aside!" I watched as he dragged her to the healer’s den, and, clinging to ten years of affection, I decided to pardon him. Three years later, Callahan attended a diplomatic gathering in a neighboring pack and got ensnared in a fierce clash between packs. I hurried to find him, only to witness him shielding Celeste and their twin pups amidst the turmoil, with her expecting their third child. On the private flight back, Callahan knelt beside Celeste before me, imploring. "Luna Genevieve, you can't bear pups, but the Blue Moon Pack’s legacy must persist! I vow these three pups will recognize only you as their mother, and Celeste will merely act as a nurse." "Just avoid complicating matters for her, and I swear she’ll never challenge your position!" I chuckled softly, shredding the pup test report concealed in my bag. Observing them depart together, I shakily mind-linked a name I hadn’t uttered in years. "You owe me a life, and it’s time to settle that debt." It was late when I exited the airport. Callahan gave me a perplexed look, cautiously guiding Celeste and the pups away from me, as though I posed a threat. As he passed by, he kept a wary eye on me, insisting: "Luna Genevieve, Celeste has suffered greatly during the upheaval; could you perhaps