I stood there, my heart pounding out of my chest, as they both stared at me. Waiting for me to start writing, I held my notepad tight to my chest, my finger tapping at the surface of the notepad, not knowing what to say, thinking of different things to say.

"I believe you have rested enough, Aurora," the alpha said, his voice raising in venom. "Time to start writing, because I can't accommodate a child, who we don't know who the father is."

"You want to still bring that up again?" the beta asked.

"Yes," the alpha replied, "and moreover, you spoke something about Aurora hiding something. Is there anything...