Chapter Forty One
Ace sat motionless at her desk, the low hum of the pack house fading into background noise. The day had stretched endlessly since her appointment with Dr. Maren, her mind replaying the same four words over and over: You’re three months along. She should have felt nothing but joy; she knew that. Instead, she felt everything all at once. Excitement. Fear. Wonder. Responsibility. It was all too much, and her body had finally forced her to stop moving. Elbows braced on the desk, she pressed her fingers to her temples, trying to breathe past the whirlwind inside her. A soft knock broke the silence. “Come in,” she called, not lifting her head. The door opened with a quiet click, and Kai’s familiar scent, pine and snow and something distinctly him, drifted into the room before he did. “You
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