Ryan's POV

“Are you serious?” The basin dropped from my hands and the water spilled harshly on our bodies.

My eyes swiveled to Tasha and to Luke I took the file from him and read the final report, Tasha was indeed pregnant.

Who's the father of the child? Her mate? Or me?

“How many months?” I cleared my throat.

“Three weeks.” He answered.

How on earth was the baby still alive, with all the hell Tasha has been through. I kind of wish the baby was mine, there's just this thing about Tasha that I couldn't put my hands on, she's different from the type of girls I've met.

“The...