Their phones pinged simultaneously. Elena’s message: abortion records and an embryo photo. *As you wanted, the pup’s gone.*
Silence choked the room.
She was pregnant. And now she wasn’t.
Their hands shook, gripping their phones. Rowan burned with jealousy and pain; Gabriel’s eyes blazed red. That was his pup… He recalled her haunted look leaving the bathroom that night…
Rowan’s fist crashed into Gabriel’s face. “I told you to be careful!”
Gabriel swung back, eyes blazing. “You’re the real monster here, Rowan!”
They fought, brutal and relentless, each blow a desperate release of guilt and regret. Bloodied and exhausted, they collapsed, panting.
Rowan shot up. “I’m finding her.”
Gabriel followed. They raced to the hospital, to Elena’s department. Everyone had seen the news.
The dire
