Jason’s POV
Fuck me.
Coral looked absolutely stunning.
Every curve, every soft place where she had put on a little love weight, made her even more irresistible than before. Her ass—gods, that ass—was rounder, fuller. My fingers twitched, imagining gripping those hips, pulling her against me, burying my face right between those soft, plump cheeks.
I was an ass man. Always had been. And hers? Perfection.
But it wasn’t just her body. It was the way she carried herself—strong, unbothered, a woman who had learned to live without me. And that fact alone made my chest ache and my wolf restless.
I followed her and the children to the park, my mind a mess of emotions. I had just found out I was a father, that Coral had kept this from me for years, and yet—how could I even be angry when I was
