Naomi’s pov :
Dr. Ellis's words echoed in my ears: "You're about six weeks pregnant."
Pregnant. A baby. Our baby. I couldn't believe it, my hand still pressed instinctively to my stomach, as if to confirm the impossible. Elias's face was a mirror of my shock, his golden eyes wide, the color draining from his chiseled features before rushing back in a flush of emotion.
We stared at each other, the bond between us thrumming like a live wire, amplifying every heartbeat, every unspoken fear and joy. How had I not realized? The nausea, the exhaustion, it all clicked into place now, but in that moment, it felt like the world had tilted on its axis.
At first, a wave of panic crashed over me. What if he didn't want this? Elias was an S-tier alpha, burdened with pack responsibilities,
