Lucian
I stood there silently, my thoughts racing, overwhelmed. My father wore a cautious smile, completely unaware of the severity unfolding around us.
“What about the DNA test?” I asked Dr. Green, my voice strained with tension.
“The child is yours, Alpha,” Dr. Green confirmed solemnly. “But he does not bear the Alpha Mark.”
My father’s expression shifted abruptly into shock. “What? All this trouble for a regular pack member?” he exploded, disgust evident in his voice. “Tina lived under my roof, ate my food, and tormented my son and his mate—all for this?”
I glared at him sharply, feeling anger surge through me. “Father, enough. The baby is in critical condition. He was born with a severe diaphragmatic hernia, caused by medications Tina took early in her pregnancy.”
My father stagg
