POV: CALLIE“Hide it?” I frowned, confused. “That wasn’t my intention. A lot was happening, and when I tried to tell you, well… you were more excited about other things.”“I wasn’t the only one who got excited that day,” he growled, stroking my belly thoughtfully. “Callie, who is the father of your pup?”I stiffened on his lap, my spine going rigid, shocked by his question. I slowly turned my face toward him, studying his expression, taking advantage of the sight granted to me in my dream—even if only for a short while.“What do you mean, who is the father?” I snarled, offended.“You were engaged to Dante and in his hands. I don’t know how far your relationship went… So is it possible the pup is his?” Aaron kept his tone cold as he asked. I tried to get off his lap, irritated, but he kept his hands firmly on my hips, the other resting on my stomach. “You can’t blame me for asking.”“I don’t know how you dare!” I pushed his hands away, standing up nervously, my wolf restless in my chest
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