Ann's POVDoctor Mercer left only after repeating my dietary instructions three separate times, his voice tight with worry each time he glanced at the door. Reginald barely listened. His attention remained fixed on me, or rather, on my stomach.Every few moments, a satisfied smile curved his lips. A cold wave moved through me every time his eyes dropped there. He looked at me as though I had finally become useful after years of existing beneath his notice.“I’ll have the kitchen prepare double portions,” Reginald said as he buttoned the cuff of his bloodstained shirt. “No more cleaning duties. No carrying heavy loads. If she falls, every servant responsible will answer to me. I don’t care what excuse they are going to try and throw, her life is more important than anything else.”Doctor Mercer inclined his head. “As you wish, Alpha.”Reginald finally turned toward the door.“Logan.” The Beta straightened immediately. “We’re done here.”For one brief moment, Logan didn’t move. His ambe
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