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Chapter 474 – Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel

Posted on February 26, 2025 by admin

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“Queen Riviana, my lady, you need to understand that a lot of the stories that we know of are of course from history. That makes them from different periods in time. There were times when war ravaged the land and it wasn’t just human women who had to fear the loss of their children. Shifters, magic users, even the Fae needed to be on guard for when a child was conceived. There were times of great unrest that caused many of the unborn children from the supernatural world to not survive.”

Just listening to Gabriel’s words sent shivers through my spine. I knew that war had run rampant through our world for a long time. It was still ravaging the lands in many countries. There has never truly been a time of peace in any moment of human history.

These wars have dragged shifters into their ranks. Of course there are men and women who join the armed forces because they want to, but during times of drafts we have not been left out of them, not in any country. I know for a fact that my great grandfather, Gordon, was drafted and deployed before my grandmother had even met him. He never came home to meet her either. Just his dog tags.

“Alright. I understand that. But you know that isn’t what I was asking about. I want to know if there has ever been a time when the baby was not compatible with the mother because of conflicting genetics. Has there ever been a time that a mother could not carry her baby to term because the mother was not a wolf and the baby was?”

“I am confused, Queen Riviana, you are indeed a wolf. Why are you concerned about this now?”

“I am a wolf, yes, but I am also a witch Gabriel. And I don’t know what part of my genetics that my eggs and my womb are using. I know that a warlock can get a wolf pregnant and a child can result, but what would happen if a wolf was to get a hybrid pregnant? Would the same outcome be expected? Or are we looking at something a little more complex.”

“That I do not know, my Queen.” I could tell that I was confusing him slightly so I shifted to another one of my worries.

“Alright, let’s try this one. Do you think that my condition might be the result of the fact that one of my babies is a wolf and the other might possibly be a witch? Could the babies themselves be incompatible within my womb and are causing the issues?”

“I..I..I truly do not know.” Gabriel seemed at a loss. “I can do some more research, my Queen. I will check to see if there is anything that I might have overlooked in my studies.”

“I would appreciate that, Gabriel.” It looked like he had recovered quickly, not at all letting this issue get the best of him.

“The pleasure is all mine, my lady.” He bowed his head as he spoke. “Would you mind terribly if I were to do some investigation on your lineage as well? I would like to know if there is anything that we might have missed along the way.”

“I think that might actually be beneficial. There is much I do not know about my ancestry because of a lack of knowledge. I would like those holes and gaps to be filled in so that I am not left wondering forever.”

“Thank you, Queen Riviana. I will treat this matter with the utmost respect and dignity. And when I have found something to bring to you I will make sure that I come to see you at once.”

Gabriel looked proud at the moment. He loved learning, I knew that about him if nothing else, but he also loved puzzling out an answer. I had just given Gabriel an assignment that would bring him an immense amount of joy.

I really couldn’t wait to find out what it was that Gabriel found for me. What was he going to find when he investigated the origins of Edmond? What would he find hidden in that forest full of nuts? It would be an interesting discovery, I am sure. Not to mention that I truly would like to learn who my grandparents had been. I would like to know what Edmond’s parents had been like,what kind of people they were to create a son like him. It was going to be like a giant ‘who dun it’ game for Gabriel to solve. The mystery of Edmond’s origins. I think it could make a decent movie, a horror movie that is.

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Riviana

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I resumed my studying after my talk with Gabriel. After a little while I heard Joaquin and a couple other voices in the hallway as they seemed to be carrying items into the nursery. By that time it had been almost two hours since Joaquin had left and it seemed to me that he was working hard.

I heard some banging, lots of shouting, plenty of laughter, a shout and a growled curse over the course of about two or three hours. It sounded like several people were watching Joaquin get frustrated over that time frame.

Joaquin came back to the room several times after that first two hour gap. He wouldn’t tell me what it was that was going on in the room, even though it sounded interesting. He came and had lunch with me and we talked about how my studying was going. He never volunteered anything about what he was doing.

Once dinner rolled around Joaquin came back and took a shower before we ate together at the table. He carried me gingerly in his arms and sat me in my seat. It was kind of nice to have him carrying me like that, I had to admit that. I loved feeling his arms wrapped around me.

Joaquin tried, and failed, to keep my attention on him during the entire meal. I heard the sound of the maids going into the nursery. There was the vacuum running and a few other small noises that were much softer than the ones I had heard when Joaquin was in there.

“Did you make a mess in there?” I asked him in a slightly accusatory tone.

“No, not really. But now that things are finished I need the room to be cleaned. I would have done it myself, but I didn’t want to miss dinner with you.” He smiled at me.

“Plus, that’s what you pay them for, right? Go on, finish the thought you were thinking.” I laughed at him.

“Well, it’s true. If I do their jobs then I am paying them for nothing.” He laughed right back at me.

“Does this mean that the nursery is almost ready?” I asked him with a smile on my face. I was excited because when it was done I wanted him to show me the progress he had made. I had given him permission to do the room without even needing to hear what he wanted to do to it. I was dying to know but it was his masterpiece and he could show me when he was ready.

“Do you want to see it after dinner?” I could tell that he had been planning on asking me anyway. There was a bright and shining light in his eyes, the excitement was nearly bubbling over.

“Yes, of course I do. I can’t wait to see what it looks like.” I could feel the grin on my face.

I think I ate my dinner a little too fast after that. I wolfed down my food so quickly that Joaquin actually laughed at me. He didn’t say anything though, he just hurried through his own plate and cleared the table away.

When he placed a call to the kitchen to have the remnants of dinner cleared away he asked if they had finished across the hall. We hadn’t heard them in several minutes so we thought they were done but it was best to be sure.

Once we got the confirmation that they had indeed finished up, Joaquin lifted me into his arms and carried me across the hall. I felt the excitement growing within me. My heart was pounding and the adrenaline was flowing.

“Calm down a little or I won’t take you in there.” Joaquin threatened as he heard the erratic state of my thumping heart.

“Alright, I will try.” I turned and kissed his cheek. “But this is exciting.”

“I know it is, Little Bunny, I know it is.”

After I took a few deep calming breaths Joaquin opened the doors in front of me. The room had been completely transformed. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I couldn’t believe that Joaquin had done this.

There was a mural on the only wall that was uninterrupted by windows and doors. It was to the right of the door when we went in. The mural was of the forest and it looked just like a scene we could see somewhere here in Colorado. It was magnificently done. The rest of the room had been painted primarily in a soft yellow. There was a soft pastel green color on the trim, moulding, and the door and window frames. The ceiling was still a bright white that was perfect, not a speck of any yellow or green paint on it.

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