NYX POV
The silence after my hand struck his face was louder than any scream.
My fingers lingered in the air, frozen midair, tingling with the aftershock of what I’d just done. My breath caught. The room felt heavier, like the walls had thickened, closing in on all sides. I couldn’t see Alpha Kyo’s face, but I didn’t need to — I could feel him. His presence was like a storm cloud about to burst. The weight of it pressed on my skin, made my chest tighten.
“NYX.”
His voice was low. So low.
But not soft. Not the playful “Wolfie” Kyo.
No. This was the Alpha. The king. A man who’d just been struck — not by an enemy, but by the woman carrying his child.
I staggered a step back, my bare foot brushing against the cold floor. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears.
“I—” I tried to sp
