I sleep for twelve hours straight.
When I finally wake, the sun is high and my room is filled with golden afternoon light. For a disorienting moment, I forget where I am. Then everything comes rushing back: the battle, Morganna, the pregnancy, Kade discovering the truth about Asher.
My hand goes instinctively to my stomach. Six weeks. Still so early that I wouldn't have known if Morganna hadn't sensed it.
A soft knock at the door pulls me from my thoughts.
"Come in."
Kieran enters carrying a tray laden with food—eggs, bacon, fresh fruit, toast, and a pot of what smells like herbal tea instead of coffee. He sets it on the bedside table with a slight smile.
"Margot's orders. No caffeine for pregnant wolves. Something about fetal development and stimulants." He settles into the chair by
