oe

at," I said, my tone co

lure to show jealousy. He pulled out hi

eatrical whine. "I'm so exhausted from trai

e doorframe, observing the scene as on

ser, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Don't push your luck, Chloe. An Omeg

. I turned my back and walk

, I let last month's full

r side of the square, a chasm of public space separating us. He was terrified that some s

her pheromones drift toward him as she pressed her arm against his. They laughed together, discussing pack e

Mind-Link. Jackson, tell them th

. It is a matter of politic

k fringe of the forest. I kept looking back over my shoulder, my eyes fixed

earth. The ground simply gave way, and I fell into a steep, rock-st

l, screaming his name

at me. But instead of leaping down, he hesitated. He glanced back toward the bonfire, a flic

e edge. Then turned and walke

hed me to the pack hospital in her rattling car. I sat in the passenger seat, my body wracked with sil

iscovered I was pregnan

to a fleck of ice before it hit my hand. Sophie didn't see. I stared at th