Ken's POV I made my way back to Becky's room. After last night's discovery, we had more questions for her. But luckily, I wasn't alone. Chris walked beside me, silent and coiled tight, like a storm barely contained. Max was on my other side. His jaw locked, his expression dark, and just behind us, Erica. I didn't dare look back at her, but I felt her presence. My wolf felt lighter with her nearby, where she belonged. I only hoped we could convince her to stay. When we reached Becky's room, I didn't knock. I shoved the Door open.. Becky Sat at her dresser, her maids fussing over her like she was still something important. Rose the moment they saw us, all of us. Becky's. Eyes landed on Erica, and just like that, the color drained from her face. I ordered coldly. The maids didn't hesitate. They rushed past us and disappeared, leaving the door wide open behind them. Becky stood slowly, one hand instinctively moving to her stomach. What is this? She asked, her voice trembling.
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