The Broken Luna, Now His Regret

before making the drive from the medical center where she'd been working late. Ovulation peaked tonig

edroom glowed with warm light. Kieran was already here, waiting. Of course he was. Selene wo

hands still gripping the steering wheel. Through the windshield, she could see that

she told herself. Maybe th

Four years of "maybes" ha

choing on marble floors. The butler, Fletcher, appear

h a respectful nod. "T

you, Fl

than the last. The master bedroom door was ajar, li

d in sleeping pants and nothing else, his broad shoulders tense. Even from across the room,

and warm in a way it never was with her anymore. He ended the ca

d between gray and gold depending on how close his wolf was to the surface. When they'd first

just fel

he said, glanci

child with a severe allergic r

octor. There are others w

d to say. Instead, she said noth

ieran called after her.

He always had so

a transaction rather than intimacy with her husband. When she emerged in her nig

ief she might have imagined it-something flickered in his exp

it wa

said, setting

ds were familiar but not gentle, his touch skilled but not tender. He knew exactly how to pr

y wasn't the

hysical comfort, even as he'd grown indifferent to everything else. When it was

ling, feeling the familiar emptine

ogether, talking and laughing until dawn. Now the

Mira heard water running, the sounds of him washing her o

d, buttoning his shirt with brisk movements

he question slipped out

t look at her as he fastened his

s mistress. The she-wolf he'd been openly involved with for three years no

self up on her

her, and the impatience in

could we ta

wed as if the concept con

nymore. You only come home when-" She ge

r," Kieran finished bluntly. "Yes

What if I do get pregna

with those cold gray eyes. Then he picked up

hen we can discuss what comes next. Until the

together." Not "when our family grows." Just a

other daughter?

ghtened. "Let's

oor, and desperation

e. Can't we at

rrupted, not turning around. "Same

sing with a soft click that so

t had never felt like home. Slowly, she reached for her phone on the nightstand. Her fingers move

. The latest post was from twenty minutes ago. A photo of a champagne glass catching candlelight, the

band's real life. Astrid at pack gatherings Mira wasn't invited to. Astrid laughing at restaurants K

or, while Mira exi

an unknown number. Mira opened it

eyes when you cry. Doe

id. It wasn't the first time the other woman had sent he

th shaking hands. She should feel rage, shouldn't

she just

ree pregnancy tests sat waiting. She'd bought t

fatigue that had plagued her for weeks. The nausea she'd hidden

ed. Deep down

utine. While she waited for the result, she caught her own reflection in the mirror.

himed. Mira looked down

ink l

iti

he nausea she'd hidden. But seeing it co