Desmond took a slow step toward me, his eyes locked onto my frame with an intense seriousness. "Is what she is saying true, Ana? Are you actually pregnant?"
I stared back into his eyes for a long, heavy moment. I knew I couldn't let him find out the truth. If he knew I was carrying his blood, he would never sign the final papers, and my baby would belong to this toxic house forever. I forced a cold, sarcastic laugh to slip past my lips.
"Do I honestly look pregnant to you, Desmond?" I asked, keeping my voice as steady as possible. "Or have you completely forgotten that my body is broken, and that I am completely unable to bear a child or carry an heir for this pack? So please, don't bother paying attention to my friend's words. She only said that ridiculous story out of sheer frustrat
