KARIN
An heir. Not a child. Not our baby.
An heir meant for the great Alpha Rowan Kincaid. Another symbol of power. Another possession meant to strengthen his name and bloodline.
"Does he know?" The words barely made it past my lips. My throat felt tight, like even sound was dangerous.
"Not yet. That's something you'll have to tell him." Evelyn Hart placed her instruments back into their case, one by one. Her hands were steady. Too steady for this kind of news. "But Karin, you really need to take better care of yourself. The stress you're living with isn't good for the baby."
A laugh tried to escape, sharp and unhinged, but I swallowed it down. Take care of myself. In Mooncrest Keep. In the Kincaid Dominion. With a man who had turned breaking me into a quiet routine.
"I understand,"
