Thea's POV – That Night in Her Room
It started like every other night she'd invited Nova into her bed—quiet.
Intimate.
Easy.
The movie was shit. One of those dumb superhero flicks with leather catsuits and CGI buildings blowing up. Nova had laughed once at a line—soft and broken—and Thea had burned with it.
She didn't care about the movie.
She never cared about the movie.
What she cared about was the weight beside her.
Nova, curled against her side in that oversized hoodie.
Bare thighs peeking out from beneath it.
Legs pressed close like she didn't even realize she was doing it.
Or maybe she did.
The room was dark except for the flickering screen.
Rain tapped on the window like fingers.
The air between them had a charge it didn't have yesterday.
Or maybe it did—and now Thea was ready to stop pretending she couldn't taste it.
Nova shifted slightly, turning her head toward her.
Thea's breath caught.
Those eyes—so fucking haunted.
That pain never left. Not really.
It just sat beneath the surface like a coiled thing.
And it made Nova ache in a way Thea didn't know how to fix.
But god, she wanted to.
The glance became a stare.
The stare became a pull.
Her hand moved without asking.
Thea cupped Nova's cheek—fingers light.
Nova's lips parted. Her breath hitched.
And then Thea leaned in and kissed her.
Soft at first. Testing.
Nova gasped against her mouth—like she didn't know she was allowed to feel good anymore.
Thea kissed her again.
Deeper.
Not asking.
Not slow.
She rolled over, bracing one knee between Nova's thighs, straddling her.
Nova let her.
No resistance.
Her hands clung to Thea's hips like she needed her to stay grounded.
"You good?" Thea whispered, forehead resting against hers.
Nova's voice was small.
"Yes. Just—don't stop."
Thea grinned.
"Wasn't planning to."
Thea's POV
She kissed Nova harder now—tongue sliding past her lips, hand tangling in her hair.
Nova moaned into her mouth, her body arching, already so soft, so eager beneath her.
Fuck.
Thea tugged the hoodie up and off, revealing pale skin, hard nipples, and a flushed chest rising fast.
God, Nova was gorgeous.
She dragged her lips down Nova's neck, biting gently—not hard enough to bruise.
Nova gasped, her fingers twisting in the sheets.
"Take these off," Thea muttered, yanking at the waistband of Nova's shorts.
Nova obeyed, kicking them off, thighs falling open instinctively.
Thea nearly groaned aloud.
Nova's pussy was already dripping—wet, glistening in the dim light.
That tight little cunt calling to be touched.
Thea pushed two fingers in deep.
Nova cried out, hips bucking, walls clenching hard around her fingers.
"Jesus," Thea hissed.
"So tight. You've been this wet all night?"
Nova whimpered, nodding.
"Ever since you kissed me."
Thea smirked.
She fucked her slow at first, fingers curling, watching Nova fall apart beneath her.
The way her eyes fluttered.
The way her moans got high and breathy.
Her hips grinding into each thrust.
But it wasn't enough.
Thea needed more.
She pulled her fingers free and shoved her own boxers down.
Her cock sprang free—already hard, throbbing, leaking precum at the tip.
Nova's eyes went wide.
She licked her lips.
"You still want this?" Thea asked, stroking herself once.
Nova nodded quickly.
"Please."
Thea gripped her thighs and lined up.
Pressed the head of her cock against that slick entrance and pushed—
Slow, stretching her open, inch by inch.
Nova cried out.
"F-fuck—"
Thea leaned down and kissed her, swallowing the sound.
"You take me so well," she whispered against her lips.
"Your little pussy's gripping me like it needs me."
She bottomed out, hips flush against Nova's ass.
Nova's body trembled, clenching around her, panting like she was holding on by a thread.
And then—
Thea began to move.
She pulled out slow, then slammed back in.
Nova moaned—loud, broken, beautiful.
Thea fucked her hard—deep, fast, her cock pistoning into Nova's soaked cunt, the sound of skin on skin filling the room.
Nova writhed, clawing at her back, eyes glassy, mouth open.
"You're mine tonight," Thea growled, one hand gripping her jaw.
"Say it."
"I'm yours," Nova gasped.
"I'm yours, Thea—please don't stop—"
"Good girl."
Thea slammed into her harder. Faster.
Her balls slapped against Nova's ass, her cock stretching her open, hitting every spot just right.
Nova's thighs trembled.
Her body arched—
And then—
Nova shattered.
She came hard, pussy clenching like a vice, a scream tearing from her throat as she soaked Thea's cock.
Thea kept going, chasing her own high, fucking her through it—rough and relentless.
Then she came—deep inside her, hips jerking, cock pulsing as she spilled inside Nova's twitching cunt.
They collapsed together.
Tangled.
Sweaty.
Still shaking.
After
Nova was quiet after.
Not distant—just soft.
She curled into Thea like she belonged there, fingers curled loosely on her chest, cheek resting near her shoulder.
Thea kissed her hair and didn't say a word.
She didn't need to.
She just held her as the storm outside raged and their skin cooled, and she tried not to notice how unnaturally still Nova's body became when she slept.
How the night seemed to listen to her.
She didn't ask what Nova really was.
But something in her gut whispered:
Not just a girl.
And Thea was in deep.
Unraveling ThreadsA Week Later – Queen Mansion, Morning Light
Nova hadn't meant for it to become a relationship.
She thought maybe that night would be a single bright thing in the middle of the storm—
Something reckless.
Something she'd lock in a memory box and bury beneath all the grief and guilt.
But Thea didn't let her disappear after it.
She didn't let Nova pretend it never happened, didn't let her retreat behind silence and trauma.
Every time Nova tried to pull away, Thea followed.
Held her.
Kissed her again like she was daring her to mean it.
Thea kissed her the next morning—
Slow. Smug.
As if she already knew this was permanent.
"You're mine now," she said, voice gravel-thick with sleep, her hand sliding up under Nova's borrowed shirt.
"Don't even think about ghosting."
Nova snorted against her pillow.
"You're cocky."
"I'm right."
She was.
Because Nova kept crawling into Thea's bed.
Every night.
Sometimes for movies.
Sometimes for sex.
Sometimes just to be held.
Nova was a cuddler—always had been.
But the last person she'd wrapped herself around in the dark was her girlfriend, Allison.
The one who bled out in her arms.
It had taken everything in her to let Thea hold her like that.
But Thea pulled her in and didn't let go.
Wrapped her long limbs around Nova's smaller frame and buried her face in her hair like Nova was the only thing grounding her.
It was terrifying.
It was perfect.
They didn't make a big deal of it.
No labels. No ceremony.
But after the third time Thea whispered my girl against Nova's neck while sliding inside her—
Nova stopped pretending it wasn't real.
The Small Time Skip – Six Weeks Later
Something was wrong.
At first, Nova thought it was just stress.
The heat in Starling was thicker than Beacon's forests, and the house never smelled right.
She thought maybe she was homesick.
Maybe she was unraveling again.
But then—
The exhaustion came next.
Then the nausea.
Then the near blackout in the bathroom.
Nova stared at herself in the mirror, hands braced against the sink.
Pale. Clammy.
Her eyes too dark, rimmed with weariness she couldn't shake.
And her scent had changed.
It was subtle—too subtle for a human—
But she could smell it.
Something shifted in her body chemistry.
Like a new note humming under the usual scent of sweat, rain, and Thea's perfume on her collar.
Her instincts, sharpened by blood and lineage, whispered at her every time she touched her stomach.
Not danger.
Not sickness.
Life.
And suddenly—Nova knew.
Her knees buckled.
She sat on the cold tile floor, back against the wall, heart racing like she was being hunted.
Her claws slid out by reflex—half-shifted, trembling.
She was pregnant.
Her breath caught in her throat.
She and Thea had only been together six weeks.
But they'd been reckless.
Wild.
Two people clinging to each other like they were the only two left breathing.
There were condoms... most of the time.
But with an intersex lover, biology didn't play by normal rules.
She placed a hand over her belly.
It wasn't even a bump yet.
Just the ghost of something.
The wolf in her soul stirred—
Not aggressively.
Not like a shift.
Just like a ripple through her bloodstream,
As if it, too, was adjusting.
Nova blinked hard.
"Oh... fuck me."
Later That Day – Thea's Room, Door Closed
Thea was sprawled across the bed, phone in hand, texting someone about a club invite she'd already planned on saying no to.
Nova stood in the doorway.
Hoodie sleeves tugged down over her hands.
Hair a mess.
Lips bitten raw.
Thea looked up and instantly frowned.
"You look like you've seen a ghost."
Nova swallowed.
"Maybe I have."
Thea sat up slowly.
"Okay. Don't love that. Come here."
Nova crossed the room, slow.
Her pulse was pounding in her ears.
She didn't know how to say it.
Didn't know how to tell Thea that inside her—
Something was growing.
Something with Thea's blood.
She sat on the bed, barely touching her.
Thea took her hand instantly.
Nova stared down at their fingers.
"I think I'm pregnant," she whispered.
The silence that followed was deafening.
Thea didn't laugh.
Didn't flinch.
She blinked. Once. Twice.
Then:
"You think?"
Nova looked up.
"I'm... almost sure. I just—I need a test. I haven't taken one yet. But my body—"
Thea pulled her into her arms.
Just like that.
Strong and steady.
Nova broke.
Not into tears.
Just into breath—long, shaking, shallow.
Like her lungs finally started working again now that someone was holding her.
Thea rubbed her back.
"We'll figure it out," she said.
And there wasn't even a trace of doubt in her voice.
Later That Evening – Queen Mansion, Bathroom Hallway
Thea made it a mission.
Nova hadn't moved from the bed since whispering the words I think I'm pregnant.
She'd gone quiet again.
Like someone had flipped the switch on her.
Like she was trying to shrink back into the wolf and vanish.
So Thea didn't give her the chance.
She'd kissed her temple, yanked on a hoodie, and walked out without asking.
Fifteen minutes later, she came back with three pregnancy tests—
Two First Response and one digital—
Tucked inside a plastic drugstore bag.
No dramatics.
No big announcement.
She just tossed them on the bed beside Nova and said:
"Bathroom. Let's go."
Nova sat there frozen.
She stared at the tests like they were bombs.
"I don't know if I can—"
"Nova." Thea's voice was firm. Not unkind.
"You don't have to decide anything tonight. But we need to know. And I'm not letting you freak out alone in the dark over a maybe."
Nova's throat moved, like she was swallowing glass.
She nodded.
They walked to the bathroom together in silence.
Thea's arm around her waist.
Nova leaning into it like a drunk girl too tired to stand alone.
Inside the Bathroom
Nova sat on the closed toilet lid, hands in her lap.
She couldn't stop shaking.
"I feel stupid," she whispered. "Like I've faced worse things and now I'm paralyzed over a pee stick."
Thea crouched in front of her.
"This is worse. This is real life. No weapons. No exits. Just you, and me, and whatever comes next."
Nova gave her a weak look.
"That's not reassuring."
Thea smirked. "Wasn't trying to be. But also? Still kind of excited."
Nova blinked.
"You're not... freaked out?"
"Oh, I'm totally freaked out." Thea's eyes softened. "But also, like... I dunno. Kind of excited?"
Nova stared at her like she'd grown horns. "Excited?"
Thea shrugged.
"I mean, yeah. It's you and me. If it's real... it's part us. Part this crazy, weird, messy thing we've become. I don't know—maybe that's good."
Nova looked away.
"I'm scared," she said quietly. "What if I'm not good at this? What if I fuck it up? What if I'm just broken from everything and I bring a baby into the world and ruin them too?"
Thea stood and kissed her—soft, fast, reassuring.
"You're not broken," she whispered. "You're just hurt. And no one's asking you to be perfect. Especially not me."
Nova's hands tightened in her lap.
"I don't know if I can breathe right now."
"You don't have to," Thea said. "Just pee on the stick."
The Waiting Game
Three minutes might as well have been an hour.
Nova paced the bathroom, barefoot, hoodie sleeves pulled down over her hands, gnawing the inside of her cheek until she tasted copper.
Thea leaned against the sink, arms folded, pretending she wasn't watching Nova like a hawk.
"You know," Thea said lightly, "if it's a girl, we're naming her after a badass. I'm thinking Allison. It'd piss your brother off."
Nova froze.
Her heart stopped.
"You don't know that it's real," she said quietly. "And if it is... why would you be okay naming her after my ex-girlfriend?"
Thea didn't flinch.
Her reply came without hesitation.
"Because you loved her. And she mattered. And... I don't want to erase that. I'm not scared of it. She helped make you who you are."
Her voice softened.
"And I fell in love with you, Nova. All of you—including the parts that broke."
Nova's breath caught.
Something between a sob and a laugh slipped out.
Thea leaned in, resting her forehead gently against Nova's.
"We name her Allison because that name deserves to keep living in the world. And if this little chaos demon is half you, half me—she's gonna be fierce. That name fits."
Nova let out a trembling exhale.
She didn't smile.
Not yet.
But she didn't let go of Thea's hand, either.
Nova bit her lip hard.
Something deep and painful welled up inside her—
Something like hope.
Something like terror.
Something she hadn't let herself feel in months.
"I don't deserve you," she whispered.
"Damn right you don't," Thea said, stepping closer. "But I'm not going anywhere."
The Result
The three minutes crawled.
Nova sat on the edge of the tub, elbows on her knees, head in her hands.
Thea stood across from her, arms crossed, phone gripped too tight in her palm.
Neither of them spoke.
The only sound was the rain tapping against the bathroom window...
and the quiet hum of the air vent overhead.
Then—
The timer buzzed.
Three soft beeps.
Nova didn't move.
Her hands flexed.
Her claws just barely itched beneath the skin of her fingers.
"You want me to look?" Thea asked gently.
Nova nodded once.
Barely.
Thea crossed the tiled floor and picked up the digital test.
She glanced at the screen.
Her breath caught.
She turned it toward Nova without saying a word.
Nova lifted her head.
The display was simple.
PREGNANT.
One word.
One truth.
Nova stared at it.
Then at the second test—same word, different shape.
The third one—faint lines, but definitely two of them.
She blinked.
The tests blurred.
Not because of her wolf senses.
Because of tears.
"I..." Her voice cracked. "I don't know how to do this. I'm seventeen, Thea. I don't even now how to be okay, and now I'm supposed to be someone's mom?"
Thea dropped to her knees in front of her, both hands resting gently on Nova's legs.
"Hey. Hey, look at me."
Nova looked.
And the terror in her eyes almost broke Thea.
"You're not supposed to know how yet," Thea said softly. "I don't know either."
Nova shook her head.
"You're not freaking out."
"I am," Thea admitted. "But also... I'm not."
She rested her cheek against Nova's thigh, her voice low, not quite steady.
"My mom's idea of parenting was throwing money at problems and pretending nothing could touch us. My dad's dead—at the bottom of the ocean. And Oliver..."
Her voice faltered.
"He's gone too. Three and a half years and still no bodies. Just ghosts everyone keeps pretending didn't exist."
Nova stayed quiet.
Thea's voice was lower now. Throat tight.
"All I've ever known is people disappearing. Quietly. Loudly. Doesn't matter. They leave. They always leave."
She pressed her palm gently against Nova's belly.
"But this?" she whispered. "This isn't leaving. This is something that stays. And I think... I think I need that more than I've ever let myself admit."
Nova stared down at her.
Something flickered in her chest—equal parts panic and warmth.
She wanted to run.
She wanted to stay.
She wanted to believe.
Nova let out a trembling exhale.
She didn't smile.
Not yet.
But she leaned into Thea's hands.
Closed her eyes.
And didn't let go.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If Thea was to get the Bite and become a supernatural creature what should she be?
- Werewolf
-Griffin
-Kitsune (if so what element)
-Werelion
-Phoenix
-dragon shifter
-Majestic Wolf Griffin
- other ones i can't think of right now