By the time she got back to her wolves they were mourning over their dead, but none more than their beta, Andrew. She tried to remain strong from them, her hands on her swollen stomach realizing how far Francesca had gotten before Nik could save her. She was mad at them yes, they had broken her trust again and again since finding out she was back. She had looked past Nikolas pushing her, Alexander playing over protective and even his lies about loving her after all these years. She looked past his hurt when he found out was pregnant by his brother, and about lying to Nikolas. A lie she wasn’t fully sure was a lie. Now she could tell she was pregnant with more than one child. She could feel the presence of two inside her and she was the only curtain one was Eric’s and one was like her. She
