Bianca
Benjamin’s email was urgent; he said he couldn’t leave the pack, and requested that I come visit as soon as possible. Said there was something he needed to discuss in person.
I’d been planning to tour the pack lands soon anyway, so the following morning, I sent an email saying I’d be there. But despite how magical last night was, I couldn’t help but wonder if I should bring Isaac along.
Part of me didn’t want to; I barely trusted him, despite our growing... whatever this was.
Just as I was contemplating leaving without telling him, a sharp cramp seized my lower abdomen, as if the baby were punishing me for the very thought.
“Fine,” I hissed, pressing my hand over my belly. “You win.”
I found Isaac by the palace pool, laying on a lounge chair with sunglasses
