Alpha Lorenzo
VICTORIA
The paper crackled inside the car, lost in the darkness of the underground parking garage.
My heart sped up waiting for the result, not daring to look toward the passenger seat.
“The test is... negative. You’re not pregnant, Vicky.”
I closed my eyes, trying to control the tears and swallow the knot in my throat, but a rough sob ripped out of me anyway, and I couldn’t stop it.
I was exhausted from this fight to give my mate Luca, the Alpha of Creston Pack, an heir.