Chapter 252

Claire's POV I stared at the ceiling of my new bedroom, replaying Cyrus's revelation about my heritage. "Stella, can you believe it?" I whispered. "I'm actually... royalty." "I've always known you were special," Stella replied. Lucky's soft cry came through the baby monitor, pulling me from my thoughts. I hurried to the nursery, where my daughter was just starting to wake up from her nap. Her tiny face lit up when she saw me. "Hello, beautiful girl," I cooed, lifting her into my arms.As I held her close, fierce determination hit me. I would give Lucky everything I never had. Security. Love. She would never wonder if she was wanted. "You'll always know how loved you are," I whispered against her forehead. Over the next few weeks, Cyrus taught me everything about werewolf culture. Between handling pack business, he'd stop by to explain wolf hierarchies and ancient customs. Joey was usually there too, cracking jokes and keeping Lucky entertained. One afternoon, as Cyrus patiently explaine