I Hid His Heir from My Alpha

sand

the medical sheet sounding like thunder in the

e. Five

hat had nothing to do with the morning sickness Adan, our Pack Healer, had

vate. A marriage orchestrated by his dying father, a bond he resented with every fiber of his being. But this... this p

illowing out, carrying the scent

the hard planes of his chest. He was breathtaking, a lethal predator car

. I stepped forward, the paper burning

ually a stormy grey, g

hut out. Again. I watched his jaw tighten, a flicker of urgency crossing his stoic face. The

stated, his voice

ht. Demetri, please. Tomorrow is my grand

sharp, precise movements. He didn't look at me. He never rea

orced my wolf to lower her head in submission. I stood frozen by the bed, the pregnancy r

ost that refus

of my phone illuminating the tears drying on my c

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grainy, taken outside the private airport terminal, but I would know that silho

me

ad left to pick her up. The woman he h

ed my eyes, reaching for the thin, frayed thread of the mate bond that connected us. U

sciousness toward him, seek

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l, pine-scented presence, I was slammed with a wall of cl

ing through him, radiating from her proximity t

eign emotion

fore the black marble toilet, emptying my stomach until my throat burned. My wolf howled in agony, curling into a ball in the

e sun rose over Ston

k circles under my eyes with concealer. I was the Alpha's

port folded into a tiny square in my palm. I had to tell him.

y door was ajar.

ha, Adan's voice was low, concerned

hand hovering

ice was smooth, unbothered. "Sh

asked. "She's your ma

sound of glass clinking against a desk follo

his tone shifting to something softer

through the air, freezi

s voice dripping with icy indifference. "Do you want me t

ted. The air

f the life we had created. Give her to you. I wasn't his m

ood there, the paper cutting into my palm, as t