The Council of Alpha’s

Fidel stood before the council of Alpha's, his presence commanding attention. "I have called this meeting to reveal a truth that will change the dynamics of our world," he began, his voice strong and clear.

"I had a brief encounter with Ciara, the Luna of Alpha Lamar of the Silver Moon pack, when she was working as my maid. It was a single night, and I had no idea she had become pregnant with my children."

The room fell silent, shock and surprise etched on the faces of the Alpha's.

"Recently, I discovered the truth, and I have since taken a DNA test to confirm my paternity. The results are irrefutable - I am the biological father of Ciara's twin children."

The room erupted into a mixture of gasps, whispers, and murmurs. Fidel's gaze swept the room, meeting the eyes of each Alpha.

"I understand this news may come as a shock, but I assure you, I will do everything in my power to protect my children and ensure their well-being. I may not have been aware of their existence until now, but I will not abandon them."

The council began to discuss and debate the implications of Fidel's revelation, but he stood firm, his resolve unwavering.

The council member, a wise and aged Alpha, stood up to speak. "Fidel, we understand that you believe you are the father of these children, but we must consider the impossible nature of this claim. Humans and Lycans cannot produce viable offspring. It is a biological impossibility."

Fidel nodded, anticipating this question. "I know it seems impossible, but I assure you, the DNA test results are conclusive. And I have seen the children with my own eyes. They are strong, healthy, and they possess... certain traits that are unmistakably Lycan."

The room fell silent again, as the council members digested this information. One of them spoke up, "But how is this possible? Humans are not capable of carrying a Lycan fetus to term without... complications."

Fidel hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. But he knew he had to convince the council. "I believe it has something to do with Ciara's unique genetic makeup. She is... different, somehow. And I believe our children have inherited this difference."

The council members looked at each other, unsure what to make of Fidel's claims. But they knew they had to consider the possibility that the rules of their world were not as clear-cut as they had thought.

Fidel continued, his voice filled with determination. "I am revealing these truths because I intend to claim my children and ensure their protection. As their father, it is my right and responsibility to safeguard their well-being and future."

He paused, surveying the room. "I know this may come as a shock to many of you, but I will not be swayed. I will do everything in my power to provide for my children and guarantee their place in our world."

The council members exchanged skeptical glances, but Fidel pressed on. "I also intend to seek a formal alliance with the Silver Moon pack, to secure a peaceful and prosperous future for all our kind."

He locked eyes with the council members, his gaze unwavering. "I will not be deterred by tradition or convention. My children's existence is a game-changer, and I will adapt and evolve to ensure their success."

The room fell silent, the weight of Fidel's words sinking in.

Ciara burst into the room, her eyes blazing with determination. "I object!" she exclaimed, her voice ringing out across the council chamber. "I want nothing to do with Fidel or his power. And I certainly don't want my children anywhere near him!"

Fidel's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration. "Ciara, listen—"

"No, I won't listen!" Ciara interrupted, her voice rising. "I know all about your plans, Fidel. I know you want to use my children to further your own ambitions. But I won't let you. They're not pawns for you to use!"

The council members watched in shock as Ciara stood her ground, her defiance palpable. Fidel took a step forward, his eyes flashing with anger, but Ciara stood firm.

"I won't let you hurt them, Fidel. I won't let you corrupt them with your power and your greed. They're innocent, and they deserve to be protected from you!"

The room fell silent, the tension between Ciara and Fidel crackling like electricity. The council members exchanged uneasy glances, unsure how to intervene. Fidel's face darkened, his eyes burning with intensity. "You can't stop me, Ciara," he growled. "I am their father, and I will claim them."

One of the council members, a wise and aged Alpha, spoke up. "Wait, let us not forget the most important ones in this matter - the children themselves. They are old enough to understand the situation, are they not?"

Ciara and Fidel turned to the council member, surprised by the suggestion.

"Perhaps we should let them decide their own fate," the council member continued. "After all, it is their lives that will be affected by this decision."

The room fell silent as the weight of the council member's words sank in. Ciara and Fidel looked at each other, both of them knowing that this was a possibility they had not considered.

"But they are just children," Fidel protested. "They don't understand the implications of their decision."

"Then perhaps it is time we explained it to them," the council member replied. "Let us bring them here and let them decide for themselves. It is their right, after all."

Ciara nodded in agreement, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Yes, let them decide. I trust my children to make the right choice."

Fidel's face darkened, but he knew he could not object. The council had spoken, and the children would be given the chance to decide their own fate.

Ethan and Emery were summoned to the council chambers, their minds racing with curiosity and a hint of worry. As they entered the room, they exchanged glances, wondering what the fuss was all about.

"What's going on?" Ethan whispered to Emery, as they took their seats.

Emery shrugged, her eyes scanning the room. "I don't know, but it looks serious."

The twins noticed their mother, Ciara, standing across from them, her face tense and worried. And then there was Fidel, his eyes fixed intently on them, his expression unreadable.

"Is this about our mom?" Ethan whispered, his brow furrowed with concern.

Emery shook her head. "I don't think so. It looks like it's about us."

The twins exchanged nervous glances, their hearts racing with anticipation. What could this meeting possibly be about?

As they waited for the proceedings to begin, Ethan and Emery couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead. Little did they know, their lives were about to change forever.

"Ethan, Emery, we need to tell you something important," Ciara began, her voice gentle. "Something about your father."

The twins exchanged a glance, their minds racing with possibilities.