The Fallen Alpha’s Pregnancy
I pull the cable out of my arm, wincing as a drop of blood hits the keyboard, and lean back in the chair, breathing heavily as the digital light in my eyes fades back into human brown.
"It’s done," I say, looking up at Liam.
Liam reaches out, gently cupping my cheek, his thumb wiping a smudge of soot from my jawline.
"Welcome back, Aiden."
Before I can answer, the main security monitor on the wall flickers on, displaying a live feed of the corporate lobby downtown.
The glass doors shatter inward.
A dozen heavily armored bounty hunters rush the lobby, their weapons drawn, led by a figure I never expected to see again.