Running Away with Alpha's Baby Bump
His tiny fists were curled tight, his face flushed from crying, but he was alive.
Aria fell to her knees, scooping him into her arms. “Oh, moonlight…” Her voice cracked around the name she barely managed to say. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”
The baby blinked up at her, tears streaking his cheeks, but when his eyes opened fully, Aria froze.
They weren’t blue anymore.
They were gold.
The same gold that burned in Kael’s.
“Aria.” Kael’s voice came from behind her, low, rough, the edge of fear buried deep. “Look at me.”