As Maverick's mind raced, one thought kept coming back to him - Cynthia and the child she carried. He had never really cared for her, but he knew that he couldn't let anything happen to her or the child. It was his duty as the Alpha to protect them, no matter what. But he also knew that time was of the essence. If he didn't act quickly, it could be too late. He had to make a decision, and he had to make it now.

Maverick's mind was racing, trying to make sense of the situation. He knew that there were only a handful of people who would have the...