Aurélie POV
Damien was inhaling deeply on a cigarette when he suddenly choked, coughing harshly as he fought to regain a steady flow of oxygen… or poison. I’d always hated it when he smoked.
“You f*****g what?”
“The pregnancy… it wasn’t Fabrice’s. They’re yours.”
I kept my voice steady, refusing to let any emotion slip through. For four years, they had been mine—mine alone. Now I was tearing open a truth that would change everything.
He moved fast too fast. One moment he was across the room, the next he had me slammed back against the wall. His hands clamped over my coat-covered shoulders, pinning me beneath the solid weight of his body. His face hovered inches from mine, the sharp stench of cigarette smoke clinging to his breath. The fury burning in his eyes was so intense my wolf st
