Elara's body thrummed with the lingering heat of their union, her swollen pussy and stretched ass still pulsing from the alphas' relentless claiming as she lay draped across the altar. A deep, primal warmth bloomed low in her belly, the combined seed of Elias, Darcy, and Victor flooding her womb and taking root with an intensity only an omega could feel—the first spark of new life quickening inside her, her fertile core already shifting to nurture the pack's legacy. She gasped softly at the sensation, silver-streaked hair clinging to her sweat-slicked skin, her breasts heavy and sensitive as the realization hit her like a velvet chain: she was pregnant, bound to them not just by ritual but by the growing pups that would tie their fates forever.

Before the afterglow could settle, a crash echoed from above as rival alphas from a rival faction stormed the academy's main hall, their accusations of forbidden pack bonds and omega exploitation ringing through the corridors. Elias scooped her into his arms, carrying her naked form toward the confrontation with the others flanking them protectively, Darcy's obsessive growl promising violence while Victor's precise gaze assessed threats. The public standoff unfolded in raw tension, students and faculty watching as the outsiders demanded Elara's surrender, their words cutting like blades into the fresh pack bond.

In the bittersweet clash of words and claws, the rivals yielded under the unified front—Elias's commanding authority, Darcy's mafia-forged menace, and Victor's calculated strikes forcing a tense truce that left scars on their hearts but strengthened their resolve. Elara felt the pregnancy's first flutter amid the defense, her body cradled in their arms as they reclaimed her, the external threat dissolving into the shadows while their love deepened into something eternal and fiercely protective.

Elara's voice cut through the fading tension like a velvet command, her body still cradled in Elias's arms but now shifting with restless heat, her thighs parting instinctively as she met the lingering stares of the crowd. "Claim me here," she whispered fiercely, silver-streaked hair tumbling over her bare breasts, nipples tightening under the cool air and the weight of their eyes. "Let them see how your seed grows inside me—flaunt what we've won." Her swollen pussy clenched visibly, slick with their mingled cum and her fresh arousal, the first flutter of pregnancy pulsing deeper as she arched her back in invitation. Darcy’s obsessive growl vibrated against her skin first, his mafia-hardened hands gripping her hips to spread her wider while Elias lowered her to the stone floor amid the watchful students and defeated rivals, his thick cock already hardening again against her thigh. Victor followed with precise hunger, fingers tracing the curve of her fertile belly before sliding down to circle her clit, drawing a moan that echoed through the hall.

The alphas surrounded her in a protective circle that turned possessive, Elias thrusting his cock deep into her slick pussy with one powerful stroke, stretching her walls as the crowd gasped, her inner muscles fluttering around him in welcome while the pregnancy's warmth bloomed hotter. Darcy claimed her mouth next, his length sliding between her lips with possessive thrusts that made her drool and gag in rhythm, his dark eyes blazing with obsession as he watched her submit publicly. Victor knelt behind, parting her ass cheeks to press his cock into her still-sensitive hole, filling her completely in tandem so every thrust rocked her forward, her breasts swaying and nipples grazing the floor. She cried out around Darcy's shaft, the public claiming igniting a fierce bond that sent waves of submission and triumph through her core, her orgasms building fast as they pumped her full once more, seed spilling visibly from her overflowing pussy with each snap of hips.

Their unified defense held even as pleasure crested, the rivals slinking away in bitter defeat while the pack's love wrapped around the new life inside her, Elara's body trembling in ecstatic surrender.

Omega Ensnared: Academy of Shadows