Lucien:
The news reached me in pieces.
Whispers first.
Then a name.
Then certainty.
“She gave birth.”
The words sat on my desk like a corpse.
I stared at them, unmoving, my fingers curling slowly against the wood until it groaned beneath my grip.
A child.
His child.
My chest tightened, not with grief, not with love, but with something sharp and poisonous that spread through my veins like venom.
Mine.
It should have been mine.
She should have been f*****g mine!
The door slammed open behind me.
Alpha Garren, my father, didn’t bother knocking anymore. He hadn’t in years.
“I told you this would happen, and you allowed it to simply happen this way.” He said coldly. “You let it slip through your fingers.”
I turned slowly, fury simmering beneath the surface. “Watch your tone. I
