84. Broken
Raven
"But for my unborn pups."
The moment those words left his mouth, something in me snapped.
He had made me believe. He had made me trust.
I moved like a woman possessed, pushing my tangled hair away from my face as the chair behind me screeched across the floor and crashed loudly. The sound cut through the tension like a whip, but I barely glanced at it.
My eyes were locked on his as I dared him to break the gaze but he didn't.
Before I knew it, I was already in front of him. And what happened next stunned us both. I hadn't meant to do it.
I raised my right hand and slapped him. Hard. The sound echoed in the study, sharp and final.
His face turned slightly with the impact, and for a moment, everything stood still.
"These pups inside my stomach," I pointed to my b
