I took a deep breath, having Tyler’s hand in mine when we walked inside the already bursting dining area.
Victory was carried by my mate, each confident step guided by me. I felt stronger under the scrutiny of every pair of eyes as I took my seat at the end of the table, catching the amused looks of the Omega, Baxter, and the girl beside him—the handpicked Luna for my Caleb, later replaced by me.
“Such a gorgeous child, I see a lot of likenesses of the late Alpha, just as much as in Adrian, isn’t that right, my dear?” Baxter smiled at me, more cunning when I didn’t smile back. What was he implying? Did he really expect everyone to accept that the boy was Caleb’s blood? There was no proof.
“Yes, so…. Katarina… would you please tell me when you found out you were pregnant….” My teeth were
