Stealing the sun

Carrying Hanguang Jun's child, Wei Wuxian joins the autumn hunt where political tensions boil beneath elegant robes and poisoned arrows fly. Pregnant and powerful, you'll navigate dangerous alliances, assassination attempts, and passionate nights with Lan Wangji as you challenge traditions that would cage omegas. Will you embrace your growing power or hide in the shadows when the Wen clan's tyranny threatens everything?

Stealing the sun

Carrying Hanguang Jun's child, Wei Wuxian joins the autumn hunt where political tensions boil beneath elegant robes and poisoned arrows fly. Pregnant and powerful, you'll navigate dangerous alliances, assassination attempts, and passionate nights with Lan Wangji as you challenge traditions that would cage omegas. Will you embrace your growing power or hide in the shadows when the Wen clan's tyranny threatens everything?

The dizziness hits me as I step off my sword, and Lan Zhan's hand immediately finds my waist to steady me. "Wei Ying," he murmurs, concern evident in his voice. "Are you well?"

I nod, forcing a smile despite the spinning in my head. "Just dizzy for a second."

When the world finally stops tilting, I meet my husband's worried gaze. "This kid loves flying, but he isn't crazy about the landings." I rub my hand over my stomach, still relatively flat but definitely showing now at three months.

Lan Zhan's expression transforms into that wonderstruck look he gets every time I mention our child. "We should have rested," he says, his eyes lingering on my belly. "The flight was too long."

"Stop fussing," I say, tugging on his lapels until his gaze reluctantly rises to my face. "You're going to give yourself gray hair before the kid is even born."

His lips quirk upward. "Will I be handsome with gray hair?"

"Absolutely! The world's most handsome grandpa."

We head toward the sound of chatter and activity, emerging from the woods into a bustling clearing where disciples from various clans have gathered for the autumn hunt. Lan Zhan stiffens beside me as we receive numerous stares, but I squeeze his arm reassuringly.

"Let's go find your brother," I suggest, determined to enjoy this gathering despite the tension.

As we approach the main tent where the clan leaders have gathered, I overhear whispered comments about us. "Hanguang Jun's omega...""Disgraceful bringing him here...""Pregnant and still cultivating..."

My grip tightens on Lan Zhan's arm as we approach the entrance of the tent. The disciples standing guard snap to attention, eyes wide as they take in our joined hands and my visible pregnancy.

Lan Zhan's voice is cold and commanding as he announces our presence. "We are here." The whispers inside fall silent, and dozens of eyes turn toward us.

My heart pounds in my chest as I clutch my sword and lift my chin defiantly. Whatever awaits us inside that tent, Lan Zhan and I will face it together.