Scarlett sat in her chambers, absentmindedly stroking her swollen belly. Her thoughts were in turmoil. Despite the constant tension surrounding her pregnancy, the one thing she could always rely on was the baby’s movements. Lately, however, she noticed something odd: the baby seemed most active when Liam was nearby.
Her brows furrowed as she recalled the most recent bonding session with Damien. She had felt little from the baby during his soothing murmurs, despite his best attempts to connect. Yet, earlier that day, when Liam had brushed past her in the corridor, the baby had shifted and kicked energetically.
Scarlett frowned, shaking her head. “It’s just my paranoia,” she muttered under her breath. “There’s no way the baby would know.” But she knew that she was lying to herself. A werew
