Danny’s POV My husband came home right as the sun began to set, looking completely drained from his syndicate meetings. The second he stepped into the dining room and saw the spread of home cooked food I’d spent all afternoon making, his sharp, tired features softened instantly. For a brief, sweet moment, everything felt warm and cozy just us, enjoying a quiet dinner like a normal, happy couple we never thought we would be. But I couldn't keep the anxiety bubbling inside me down for long. My fork picking endlessly at my food, I finally looked up at him across the table. "Chad," I started, trying to sound casual, "what happens if our baby turns out to be a girl? Or an Omega?" Chad paused, setting his glass down smoothly. "Then we'll just have another one, love. We'll keep trying until we have an Alpha boy." I frowned, a knot tightening in my stomach. "And what if we don't have an Alpha son? What if we only have girls or Omegas?" Chad took a slow, deep breath, his dark eyes
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