The question hung in the air like poison. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t process what he’d just said. My wolf howled in pain and rage. “What did you just say?” My voice came out small. Broken. “It’s a simple question.” His tone remained flat. Clinical. “Are you certain I’m the father?” Tears burned behind my eyes. I blinked them back furiously. I would not cry in front of him. Would not give him the satisfaction. “You’re asking me if I’m certain?” “Yes.” He finished buttoning his shirt with deliberate slowness. “We had sex once. Five weeks ago. You’ve spent every day since then avoiding me. Pretending I don’t exist. How am I supposed to know what you’ve been doing? Who you’ve been with?” The tears came anyway. Hot and humiliating, streaming down my cheeks. “I’ve been working,” I said, my voice shaking. “Working non-stop to do the job your grandmother hired me for. To protect this pack. To—” “Working.” He cut me off. “Right. In this bui
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