Alpha Luciano's POV.
Since my parents' death, I have never been more scared in my entire life.
Arabella was still unconscious, her body hooked to an IV. I let my hand drift to her belly. My child. I was going to become a father.
My hand trembled and I was surprised to feel my eyes water. Since that day, I had never cried. I wasn't weak, I was strong, I was fury, I was rage made flesh, and I was going to be a father within a span of months.
I swore the doctor to secrecy but the news would eventually spread because a pregnancy couldn't be hidden for long.
Uncle Tommaso and I had spoken about it. About how I needed an heir and soon. In theory, it was pretty clinical and straightforward. f**k around, get an heir and move on with my life having satisfied the demands of the pack.
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