ALLISON.
“You know that I have heightened senses even for a werewolf, right? I can feel the baby’s aura,” he said, placing his hand gently on my stomach. “The baby is strong, just like you. But it doesn’t have the Morgan bloodline. Trust me—I’d know. I felt it with my older sister during her first and second pregnancy. The Morgan bloodline has a unique aura even from infancy. And I just… I just don’t feel it with your pregnancy.”
I felt a pang of bitterness, though I couldn’t explain why.
“Then why are you still here? Why waste your time with a woman carrying another man’s child?” my tone sounded harsher than I had intended.
Wesley sighed, shaking his head. “Looks like you didn’t hear a damn thing I just said.”
“No, it just doesn’t make sense!” I argued, my voice trembling. “You’re a
