Bianca
I didn’t remember falling asleep, but I must have nodded off at some point, because one moment Isaac and I were sitting on the small loveseat in stunned silence and the next, someone was gently shaking my shoulder.
“Alpha? Prince Isaac?”
I blinked my eyes open to find an older man standing over us. My head was on Isaac’s shoulder, and his arm had wrapped around me at some point, holding me close.
“The birth went well,” the man said quietly. “Mother and baby are both healthy. Dr. Alfred asked me to let you know that a room has been prepared for you at the inn. Free of charge, of course.”
Isaac stirred beside me. “Thank you,” he said to the man, who nodded and stepped away.
My body protested as I sat up. Everything ached, and my clothes, which were still damp,
