"Even kings fear the moments they cannot command, and in the space between one breath and the next, he learned that love, not power, is the force that shakes a kingdom."
ALARIC'S POV
The Northern Kingdom was built on certainty, on the unwavering, diamond-hard resolve of my lineage. But for the past two months, my existence as the Alpha King, Alaric, had been defined by a single, terrifying variable: Elias's expected delivery day. I, the sovereign ruler, the man whose word was law and whose command was absolute, was reduced to a nervous, hyper-vigilant shadow, tracking every flicker of discomfort, every shift in my Omega's breath. My power, my military strength, my legions of guards, none of it meant a thing against the simple, biological force of the impending birth.
