Scarlett sat on her bed, her fingers nervously twisting the sheets beneath her. The events of the past few days had been overwhelming. The news of Damien and Elenor's upcoming wedding had been a blow she wasn't prepared for. She had always known this day would come, but hearing the official announcement still felt like a punch to the gut.
She stared out the window, deep in thought, searching for a way to stop the wedding. As her eyes wandered across her room for the umpteenth time, a memory flashed through her mind.
The nights she had spent with Damien and some of the s*x they had in his study before he traveled to the werewolf pack house a week ago. Surely, he hadn't forgotten that he had f****d her raw, without any protection, spilling his seeds inside her.
"Why am I not even pregnant
