The Rise Of The Last Golden Wolf
She really believed she could stand in front of me and make that claim, especially with Dante standing right there.
I adjusted Isabella in my arms, bringing one hand up to cup her cheek. “I’ve got this, baby. I’ve got this.” I gave her a wink before lifting my eyes toward the room. The whispers had spread throughout the ballroom, and every pair of eyes seemed fixed on us. I raised my free hand, asking for silence. “Oh, she is pregnant, everyone. She is, in fact, pregnant.”
Lena smiled triumphantly. I let the silence settle before continuing. “But I’m the Lycan King. I would be able to sense if that were my pup. And that is not my pup.”