THIRD PERSON POVShe could smell him now, the soap, his damp skin, and that intoxicating, musky scent of a powerful Lycan beast. It made her head swim, and for a second, her stubbornness dwindled. She exhaled a long, shaky breath, suddenly feeling exhausted down to her very bones. The weight of the pregnancy, the trip to the cemetery, and the constant fear finally caught up to her."You know what? I am too tired for this," she sighed, her shoulders sagging. "I need to sleep. Can you just go find another bed? This one is already occupied. Or didn't you see my clothes lying right there on the mattress?"Lowell rubbed a hand over his face, his fingers tracing the edge of a scar he didn't want her to see. He stayed focused on the window frame. "Look, this has always been the guest room I stay in when I come to visit. Sofia keeps it ready for me. I wasn't expecting anyone to be here, especially not the Alpha's... well, you.""That's understandable," she said quietly. The fight was draining
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