SOLANA
Roman sighed, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. Then he turned his head towards the door. I tensed right away, thinking he was going to walk away without giving me any answer. Hadn't I been patient enough? I just wanted to know more because I couldn't afford to lose him or this new life of mine.
"Anna, tell him I'm occupied at the moment. If the situation is dire, ask him to speak with Nigel or reach out to Ciara," he said, his voice hoarse.
"Yes, Alpha," Anna responded.
Ciara. He must be talking about his Delta, the pretty lady with a baby. Roman winced, leaning back against the headboard.
"You asked about the deadline," my husband uttered, and I gulped, bracing myself.
"My thirtieth birthday is in nine months, Solana."
I frowned, watching him carefully.
"What happ
