I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, hardly recognizing myself. The dark circles under my eyes had faded, my skin glowed, and there was a softness to my features I hadn't noticed before. Was this what pregnancy did to you? Or was it something else entirely?
Yesterday's conversation with Kaelen kept replaying in my mind. The way he'd held me while I cried. The gentle touch on my stomach. The dangerous glint in his eyes when he promised justice.
"Stop overthinking it," I muttered to myself, running a brush through my copper-gold hair. "He's just being nice because of the baby."
But his kindness felt like more than obligation. The cold, suspicious Alpha who'd first confronted me at the clinic seemed like a different person entirely from the man who'd comforted me yesterday.
A knock at my bedroom door pulled me from my thoughts.
"Come in," I called, setting down the brush.
