BASTIANS POV

My hands came slamming down on the table, knocking the Orb off its holder. It rolled off the table and crashed to the floor, glass shattering everywhere. A piece stuck in my foot; I barely felt the pain. Anger burned through my veins, making my vision turn red. She was pregnant. Fucking pregnant! This is not the way I had planned things! I couldn't use her now, her blood was tainted, mixed with the babies. Fuck!

"What's wrong love?"

I barely suppressed the shudder at Jennine’s voice behind me. I hated her. She was annoying, stupid, immature; She never thought of the bigger picture. Her main goal was...