Bolt’s POV
“Bo,” Xayden whispered as he sneaked me out of the hospital bed in his arms bridal style after a week and into our hideout place. I still felt weak, given the complexities of my pregnancy.
“What ?” I asked, dismissively, my smartphone on my chest with our chat window still open where I had threatened the Alpha with rejection if he did not get me out of the goddamn forsaken place by the next hour.
Another day at the hospital and I would have gone blaring mad without work and the thought of Ilana, the dear mistress in our relationship, at large. Or was I the mistress in their relationship ? My question was immediately answered.
“I love you,” he sappily said and smiled at me. Smiled ! At me !!
He lifted up his arms with me in them tenderly with remarkable strength and captured
