The news of Isabelle’s pregnancy was beginning to spread around and across the pack, it was mentally draining because I was at the verge of losing everything that I planned.

“Good morning Alpha Baron.” Isabelle greeted us with a bright smile on her face and joined us for dinner.

I have been cold towards her but she has refused to give up on trying which made me start feeling bad. I had no other choice than to soften a little towards her.

“How’s the baby doing?” I asked. She smiled and placed her hand on her belly.

“Doing great.” She replied excitedly.

After a while I was done with breakfast...