Veronica's POV

“How is my child doing?”

Was what Alpha Chris asked me right before I tore his throat open. That was two days ago.

Darwin asked me after what he had said, and I just said he reminded me of the night he killed my parents.

How could I tell someone who I was only starting to accept my feelings for that I was pregnant with the child of his enemy.

I couldn't even accept it myself, I wanted it to be a lie but I knew better. Even now I could feel my body changing.

It seemed like the presence of the child was obvious now that Chris...