He Killed Our Pup: The Alpha's Ultimate Regret

e center of the ballroom, announcing to th

ver him, Austen turned the thermostat down u

, begging for mercy, but he only raised a

d warriors to douse me in ice wat

my skin, but the cold

ing the life fade from my womb, Austen finall

. He tore the doors off their hinges to s

I listened to Austen beg not for forgivenes

ne," he said, dismissing my

ment the weak,

ng with the ancient silve

pha Voice to sever our bond, stripping h

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t in the room; it w

skin. Pregnancy in the third trimester is a marathon for any woman, but carrying a werewolf pup turns your body into a blas

f the Alpha's office, my fingers trembling

, dialing it down to sixty-five. "Just

e, are you touc

ng against the doorframe. She was a Beta-lower in rank, theoretically-but she walked around this offic

herself. "My human side is so frail. You know I get sick

. She knew exactly

ough my wolf was pacing anxiously in the back of my mind. "The pup

I feel like I'm going to catch pneumonia. Surely the future Alpha needs

p back, the heavy

n wal

never was. When we first met, I didn't get the lightning strike, the scent of rain and home that the legends promised for Fa

s a

k at me. His eyes went straight to Debra, who immediat

to work on the merger files, but Luna Isolde keeps freezing the room. She kn

i

d forward, hand on my swollen belly

ways your needs, your comfort. Do you ever think about the Pack? Debra works twelve h

heir," I snapped, th

he air in the room suddenly grew heavy, pressi

's Co

her had granted him temporary authority. H

ice layered with a growl

y protecting the pup, forced my body to lower to reduce the

zed, fighting the crushi

lked over, his expression shifting from rage to a smooth, terrifying mask of concern. He placed a

, leaning down. "For the Pack. You need to

the telepathic bond that connects all pack members.

y wall of mental static.

said aloud, straightening his tie. "Go g

e wasn't shivering anymore. She was looking at me, and the c

low, mournful whine. R

with the future of the Blackwe