Ethan slowly opened the door to his bedroom, silently hoping that at the late hour, Amelia would be asleep. Soft whispered, loving words made him pause in his step as he felt a flare of jealousy shout straight through him. Pushing the door further ajar, he felt the boiling inside him. How dare she? How dare Marcus?! After everything! Just because he hadn’t been with her, didn’t give them the right! She was his f*****g mate!
Moving quickly, he quietly stepped around the door to catch them in the act. Instead, however he found her lying on top of the duvet cover with a soft bundle in her arms. It was to this little one, feeding from her breast that she was whispering the gentle words of love.
The sight made him falter, halting him exactly where he was, and he could only stare at the beauty
