I knew what this meant. My Beta was being very clear even if he was delicately refusing to say the bottom line out loud.
The odds were good that I was not the father of the baby Olivia had lost.
And I had no idea how to feel about that.]
In a way, I was relieved, as some of the guilt lifted up and off of me. But on the other hand, a child was still lost, and whether they were of my blood or not, I still cared for them.
To discover now that they might not have been mine…
I ran a hand over my forehead, already feeling a migraine coming on.
Olivia must have known the chances of me being the father were slim, if she was seeing three other men consistently on the side. Had she targeted me because I was the Alpha? Had she been attempting to trap me with a child?
Was that why she still con
