The exact moment those words left my mouth, the bedroom door flew open, and one of the young house maids rushed into the room, gasping for air.
"Alpha!" the maid shouted in a panic. "Miss Ema is in deep pain right now! She is holding her stomach and crying on her bed! The Alpha should come downstairs fast!"
I watched in total silence as Desmond instinctively flinched, preparing to run out of the room to find her. But then he stopped himself, freezing by the bed. He turned his head and looked back at me for a long moment, opening his mouth as he tried to say a word of explanation to me.
Before he could speak, I lifted my hands and stopped him completely.
"There is absolutely no point for you to speak to me," I said, my voice deadpan. "I already know exactly how all of this is going
