His aura flared, the weight of his Alpha power pressing into the room. “No. I don’t know what the heck you are talking about. Hannah needs us, that’s why I offered our home,” he said firmly. “There’s no one else to take care of her. She’s carrying life.”
I clenched my jaw. “And that’s supposed to make me agree with this setup?”
He growled softly, frustration flashing in his eyes. “I’m not a monster, Zera. I won’t turn her away just because of your bitterness.”
My laugh came out like a blade. “Bitterness? That’s what you call it, Alpha?”
“You’re jealous,” he shot back. “Hannah’s pregnant, and instead of being happy for her, you’re acting like—”
“Like what?” I interrupted sharply. What kind of monster prioritizes his mistress’s life over his own daughter? I wanted to ask him that question, but I stopped myself.
For a moment, the air between us froze.
His gaze darkened dangerously. “You’re really hardheaded. Aren’t you concern? If you’re such a lacking mother before, don’t project your insecurities to Hannah who only wants the best for her baby.”