Chris
Pregnant. Ava was pregnant.
The other Alphas and I raced across the battlefield, finally finding our opening. But my mind was only on Ava—the knowledge of her pregnancy was propelling me forward, driving me with an even greater purpose than anything else. The war, protecting Moonstone… It all paled in comparison to the sudden, profound meaning to my life now.
I was protecting my mate and my child. That was all that mattered.
Winston’s scent grew stronger as we approached, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of fear. We found him in the heart of the chaos, his massive black form a whirlwind of teeth and claws as he fought off our warriors.
He was alone—his own warriors had been subdued.
The fight was intense, unlike anything I had expe
