Grayson turned gradually, each muscle coiling his body tight, eyes narrowing into a glare that sliced through steel. The man who stood a few feet away did not flinch under the intensity, he only met Grayson's gaze evenly, as if daring him to explode. "Are you out of your goddamn mind?" Grayson's voice was low, dangerous, controlled, and every word drizzling with disbelief and simmering anger. His jaw clenched, and he ran a hand through his hair, trying to steady himself. .
The man's face didn't falter, and his chin only rose slightly, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he said, "I could smell it. My wolf gave it away; she is pregnant."
Grayson froze. The words crashed into him with a force he hadn't expected. His mind blinked, first with denial, then with the slow, cree
