Denzel’s POV
“Send her away. Give her to the Lycans. Cast her out.” Her voice shook as she spoke, tears spilling from her eyes. “Then I’ll know I have nothing to worry about.”
There was a time those words those tears would have gutted me. Tonight, they didn’t.
“Every day,” she continued, her voice breaking deliberately, “I’m terrified you’ll start sleeping with her. That I’ll have to share you. That you’ll forget me and choose her instead. I worry constantly, Denzel. It’s bad for me, and it’s bad for the baby.” She pressed a hand to her stomach. “I need peace of mind. And I won’t have it as long as she’s here. I know you’ve both rejected each other, but I still want her gone. Please.”
She wept harder, shoulders trembling.
It took everything in me not to react.
I knew those tears were
