You’re going to the infirmary.”
Ronan’s tone left no room for argument. Naturally, Kaela argued anyway.
“Why? I’m not injured.” It was true. Whatever else the night had been, he had not hurt her. The ache in her muscles was deep and thoroughly earned, but nothing that required medical attention.
“If you’re so eager to carry my pups, by all means stay,” he said, smirk devoid of humor. “I’m sure Blaise will be thrilled to learn his brother knocked up his fated mate.”
“f**k you.” The words left her mouth on instinct, but the point landed. She yanked the door open and stalked toward the infirmary with Ronan right behind her.
“Good morning, Alpha, Kaela!” Nicole’s usual brightness dimmed the moment she took in their expressions. “Or… not. What brings you here so early?”
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