Natalie POV
The early morning sun did nothing to warm the grand study of the Blackwood estate. The space was immense, flanked by towering shelves of leather-bound books and windows that overlooked the misty, dark pine forests of the territory. But despite the grandeur, the room felt like a beautifully constructed cage.
I stood near the heavy velvet drapes, my hands clasped tightly over my stomach. Beneath my palms, the air felt still, but my mind was a chaotic storm. Pregnant. The word remained a silent weight in my soul. Darren had thrown me away like garbage, and now I was trapped in a house of wolves who viewed me as nothing more than an antidote.
Across the room, Alpha Richard Harrison sat behind a massive desk of carved obsidian. He had shed his silk wedding robes for a crisp, tail
