The Fallen Alpha’s Pregnancy
"Now, are you going to walk out of here on your own two feet, or do I need to sedate you and carry you to the extraction chopper like cargo?"
I look down at Liam's still, pale face, feeling the last remaining fragment of my humanity snap clean in two. All the fear, all the hesitation, and all the desperate hope I carried for years evaporates instantly, replaced by a dark, fathomless void that burns colder than liquid nitrogen.
I don't answer him.
I slowly let go of Liam's hand, pressing my palms flat against the burning concrete floor.
"You wanted a second-generation hybrid," I whisper, my voice no longer sounding like a man, but like a chorus of thousands of digital ghosts screaming from th