“No.” I balled my hands into fists and shook my head, rage bursting through the calm facade I had put on for the past few weeks.
This couldn’t be happening. Isabella couldn’t be pregnant, especially not with Roman’s f*****g pup.
“Please, don’t make a scene,” Isabella whispered.
But all I wanted to do was rip this packhouse apart. I wanted to tear everyone inside into two pieces and finally claim Isabella for myself because I had waited so long for her. And I was so f*****g close to having her as mine again.
“How can I not make a scene?” I growled. “Roman cheated on you, never believes in your abilities, and will always stop you from succeeding and becoming the woman you were meant to be. And now, you’re pregnant with his pup!”
“Kylo,” Isabella said, grasping my bicep and digging her c
