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Tiberii · 5/10/2026, 5:38 PM

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Aurelia Euphemia Dalmatia
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Panic washed over her, mind racing as she spun away from Sølvi and back toward the den area. The bull's vision was hazy, her brain swimming in unprocessed emotions as she attempted to digest the impossible news. She was, in fact, not dying of some plague curse. It was worse, somehow. It was way, way worse.

It was way worse, wasn't it?

The word rattled around in her head.

Pregnant.

What was she supposed to do? Tiberii's heart was in her throat, and she could feel every hastened beat as she wavered back toward the den spaces that she and her pack-mates shared. It was still early morning, and she could only hope that her sisters were nearby. They would know what to do. Certainly. They had to. She couldn't go back to Shiloh, not yet, not until she'd calmed down. He would pry it out of her before she was ready and wind up thrown off a nearby mountaintop for his efforts.

Lia? Her throat was dry, her words ragged, and her mouth bitter with the taste of bile and anxiety. Dal? Tiberii's breath puffed through her cheeks, her face peeking into the dens like some ravenous drug addict seeking a thrill. Phia? One of them would be here, she just knew it.

Did she seem frantic?

She seemed frantic, didn't she?

The bull would slow herself, wavering for a moment on legs that felt suddenly gelatinous. And she would try for a moment to breathe, because every frantic thought only brought with it continued waves of annoying nausea. She could only will herself to calm down so that she could try to think straight.

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