Holding my breath, I watched as Dominic’s enraged expression slowly melted away upon hearing my words about the baby’s kick. His eyes, previously blazing with fury, now shone with a new light - a tender, almost childlike wonder.
“The...the baby kicked?” he repeated slowly, as if struggling to process this simple yet monumental piece of information through the haze of his anger.
Alpha Scott loosened his restraining hold, giving Dominic a cautious amount of slack.
I felt my cheeks flush with a sheepish warmth because of the lie I had told. Would he get angry at me?
“No...no, not yet.” I admitted in a small voice. “I just...I had to find a way to reach you, to pull you back before it was too late.”
Silence stretched between us, taut and fragile. I couldn’t bear to meet Dominic’s eyes, sc
