Mac rose from the bed and paced back to the window, staring out for a long time before turning around. "You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this now."
Lily met his bleak gaze, tracing every line of anguish still visible on his face. Deep inside, her heart broke a little more. She didn't need Mac to say the words. That he carried the death of his daughter so close even after all this time was a telling factor. The pain cut him so deep he'd probably never truly recover from it. His change in demeanour when having babies was mentioned the day before now made sense.
Her wolf howled its anguish and tears gathered in Lily's eyes. "You don't want children."
Mac stared into Lily's anguished face, hating himself for putting that expression on it. "I can't, Lily, please try to understan
