Third Person's POV
Seraphina had absolutely no idea why he was suddenly apologizing.
Mortimer's lips parted, looking as though he desperately wanted to say something else, but couldn't figure out how to force the words past his throat.
It wasn't until the elevator reached the underground garage and Seraphina stepped out first that Mortimer finally called out to her from behind, "Sera."
Seraphina turned around.
Mortimer pressed his lips together and closed the distance between them. His voice dropped into a low, hesitant rumble. "If... if I hadn't yielded so much to Vivian, do you think... would we already have little wolf pups by now?"
It took every single ounce of his courage just to force that question out.
He was carefully, desperately testing the waters, praying to catch even th
