I can still feel Tristan's eyes burning into me. I found random things in front of me interesting.
“Let's go!” He says with gritted teeth.
Well so much for him not getting too mad. We make it to the pack house and he grabs my arm pulling me upstairs. He slams the bedroom door swirling around to glare at me.
“Have you lost your damn mind!” He growls out.
“Nothing happened. The baby is fine.”
His reply was a low threatening growl. I feel unsure of how to respond. Tristan doesn’t act like this.
I step forward and stand in front of him. I rise on my tippy toes to kiss him. He doesn't kiss me back. I pull back and look at him. “I am sorry. I should have told you. I just found out a few days ago. Please forgive me.” I whispered “Tristan" I grabbed his hand and placed it on my stomach. “
