CHAPTER 23: THE WORST NIGHTMARE

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"GRAY, what name do you want for our future child?"

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Gray stopped mixing the mixed milk. He carefully picked up the glass and brought it to the table where Mathilda was sitting.

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He drew a contented sigh as he looked at his mate that rubbing her swollen belly.

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"I'll leave it to you, my sweet. Because you brought her and I know you will also have a hard time giving birth to her," he said with a smile and then knelt down to kiss the side of the woman's belly.

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Mathilda lightly stroked his hair then kissed...