Page 51 of Pregnant, Rejected and Exiled By the Lycan King (Forbidden Alpha Kings #45)

Damon

The naming ceremony filled the great hall with more joy than these walls had seen in decades.

Alphas and omegas mingled freely, the new laws I’d implemented making integration not just allowed but celebrated.

I stood at the ceremonial platform holding Dominic, our son who already tried to grab everything within reach.

His tiny fists caught at my ceremonial robes, dark eyes tracking movement with uncanny focus for a six-month-old.

Rhea cradled Serena, our daughter whose calm observation spoke of deep intelligence.

Where her brother was all motion and demand, she studied the world with quiet intensity.

The twins at six months showed remarkable development.

Strong, alert, already attempting to communicate in the basic ways of wolf children.

My mother’s poisonous influence had died with her, and in its place, we’d built something unprecedented.

The council entered in formal robes, but their faces showed warmth rather than the cold judgment of the old regime.

Magnus led them, restored not just to his position but elevated to senior advisor.

“Today we witness something never before seen in our history.” Magnus’s voice carried to every corner of the packed hall.

The crowd fell silent, sensing the weight of the moment.

I saw familiar faces transformed by hope.

Omegas who’d lived in shadows now stood proudly beside their alpha friends.

Children of both designations played together in the aisles, their parents no longer separating them by outdated hierarchies.

“Twin alphas born to an omega mother, thriving against all odds.” The council member who spoke had once voted for stricter omega restrictions. Now he smiled at my family with genuine warmth.

“But more than that, we witness a new era of unity.” Magnus gestured to the integrated crowd. “What was once impossible is now reality.”

“Bring forth the children for naming.” Another council member stepped forward with the ceremonial oils.

I moved to the center of the platform, Dominic squirming excitedly in my arms. Rhea joined me, Serena peaceful against her chest. Together we stood before our people, our children’s first official presentation to the pack that would shape their future.

“I present Dominic Laziel Kildare and Serena Rose Kildare.” The names rang out with formal authority, but my voice cracked slightly with emotion.

The crowd erupted in cheers. Wolves howled their approval, the sound echoing off ancient stones. Dominic responded with his own attempt at a howl, more squeak than roar, which only made the pack cheer louder. Even Serena stirred, eyes opening to take in the celebration surrounding her.

I caught sight of Carlton in the crowd, standing protectively near the doors but smiling broader than I’d ever seen.

Ren was there too, the young wolf who’d driven like a madman to save Rhea’s life.

Dr. Mira wiped tears from her eyes, the typically composed healer overwhelmed by seeing her miracle babies thriving.

These people had stood by us through the worst. Now they celebrated the best with us. The pack that had nearly shattered was healing, united by hope incarnate in two tiny lives.

The ceremony proceeded with ancient rituals adapted for modern times.

Each council member blessed the twins, speaking words of protection and guidance that had been spoken over royal children for centuries.

But where once these blessings would have emphasized dominance and strength above all, now they spoke of wisdom, compassion, and unity.

“May you lead with understanding,” one intoned, touching sacred oil to Dominic’s forehead. He immediately tried to eat the councilor’s finger.

“May you bridge all divides,” another blessed Serena, who studied him with those too-knowing eyes.

But it was what came next that stopped my heart. Magnus stepped forward with a scroll bearing the council’s seal. The parchment was new but the seal ancient, reserved for only the most momentous declarations. The crowd sensed something unprecedented was coming, falling silent once more.

“By unanimous vote of the council, witnessed by the pack, we make a declaration that will reshape our future.” Magnus’s voice trembled slightly with the weight of history.

He unrolled the scroll with ceremony, though I suspected he had the words memorized. This wasn’t something decided lightly or quickly. This was the culmination of months of legal arguments, tradition-breaking, and hope triumphing over prejudice.

“For the first time in pack history, an omega will be granted full alpha status. Not just as a mate to the Lycan King, but as Alpha Queen in her own right. Equal power, equal authority, equal respect under law.”

The hall erupted in celebration as I turned to Rhea, seeing her shock transform into radiant joy.

This was what our father had dreamed of, what Serena might have achieved if she’d lived.

Now our daughter would grow up in a world where her mother ruled as an equal, where omega and alpha distinctions mattered less than character and courage.

“This is... I don’t... how?” Rhea’s voice was barely a whisper, overwhelmed by the magnitude of what was happening.

“You’ve earned it through sacrifice, wisdom, and strength.” Magnus smiled at her with pride as Neva pulled her in for a hug. “The pack has seen your courage, your loyalty, your love for us even when we failed you.”

“The vote was unanimous,” another council member added. “Even those who once opposed integration couldn’t deny what you’ve shown us. That strength comes in many forms.”

“Do you accept this responsibility?” The formal question had to be asked, though anyone could see the answer in her tears.

“I accept, for our children and all who come after.” Rhea’s voice grew stronger with each word.

The ceremony that followed was unlike anything in our history.

Where once a queen was simply acknowledged as the king’s mate, Rhea took oaths of her own.

She swore to protect all pack members equally, to bridge the divide between designations, to lead with both strength and compassion.

The crowd swore their loyalty in return, voices rising as one.

I watched my mate become my equal in law as she’d always been in truth. Watched our son wave his tiny fists as if he too took an oath. Watched our daughter observe with that unsettling wisdom, as if she understood the magnitude of this change.

“Rise, Alpha Queen Rhea Kildare,” Magnus pronounced. “May your reign bring the unity we’ve sought for generations.”

That night, after celebrations had ended and the twins slept peacefully in their nursery, we stood on the balcony overlooking our territory.

The same balcony where I once stood alone, planning wars and expansions.

Where I’d dreamed of conquest and power, seeing other packs as threats to be eliminated or subjugated.

Now Rhea stood beside me as an equal, her hand in mine as we surveyed the land we’d reshape together.

The moon rose full and bright, casting silver light over a kingdom in transformation.

Below, the integration housing project showed lights in every window.

Alphas and omegas living as neighbors, their children playing together without the artificial barriers previous generations had imposed.

The medical center treated all equally, no longer relegating omega care to lesser facilities.

The schools taught respect over dominance, cooperation over subjugation.

Everything my father had begun in memory of Serena, we’d brought to fruition.

“Can you believe we’re here?” Rhea leaned into me, and I breathed in her scent. No longer tinged with fear or anger, just contentment and love.

“There were times I thought we’d never make it,” I admitted. “When you were gone, when the pack was fracturing, when the twins came early...”

“But we did make it.” She turned in my arms to face me. “Broken and reformed, but stronger for it.”

The city below us sparkled with promise.

Where once patrols had enforced separation, now community watches ensured safety for all.

Where once omega businesses had been restricted to certain districts, now they flourished throughout the territory.

The changes were small and large, personal and systemic, all building toward a future neither of us had dared imagine.

“No more secrets. No more lies.” Rhea traced patterns on my chest, directly over my heart.

“Never again. We face everything together.” I caught her hand, pressing it flat against me so she could feel my heartbeat. “The good and the bad, the triumphs and the challenges.”

“Do you think they’d be proud? Your father, Serena?” The question held weight, generations of pain seeking resolution.

I considered it carefully. My father, who’d loved an omega but couldn’t save her. Serena, my mother, who’d died bringing me into a world that wasn’t ready for change.

“I think they’re finally at peace.” The truth of it settled over me. “We’re living the future they dreamed of but couldn’t create.”

“Then we have to protect it. Make sure it lasts beyond us.” Rhea looked back toward the nursery where our children slept. “They’ll face challenges we can’t imagine. There will always be those who resist change.”

“But they’ll face them with the truth. No hidden birthrights, no lies about their worth, no poisonous secrets.” I pulled her closer. “They’ll know they were wanted, both of them, equally.”

“Promise me something. We raise them to be better than we were.” Her eyes met mine in the moonlight.

“I promise. We’ll show them that love is the greatest power of all.”

THE END