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GREY’S POV

I didn’t like how she made me feel mad, frustrated even, and I hated that I wanted to get to know her, everything about her life, and what she went through. I loathed that I got worried when she hurt herself, despised that my wolf was mad at how I treated her, and that he wanted to be near her. At the same time, I hated myself for treating her badly.

All these weren’t part of the plan. I didn’t want a mate, nor did I want a child. I didn’t think I could raise one without turning into my father.

After growing up, all I could say about my father was that he was a bastard, but his blood flowed through my veins. I had walked the path of no redemption, so I was already like him, if not worse, but I couldn’t imagine having a child and treating them the way my father abused my brother and me.

When I saw her the other day and went near her, the smell that radiated off her body was different. She had smelled more alluring. I knew for a fact that it was because of the baby. And th