“I ran some tests earlier after you mentioned feeling unwell. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I thought it would be better to wait until you weren’t so busy.” She paused for a second. “You are pregnant, Lilian.”
The words hit me like a blow, the air rushing from my lungs.
Pregnant.
The words echoed in my mind, slicing through the anger and heartbreak. I was carrying his child. The child of the man who had betrayed me.
"Lilian? Are you okay?"
I blinked, instinctively wiping away the tears that slid down my face. I didn’t answer. What was there to say?
“I know it’s scary, but I’m sure Alpha Mason—”
Her words hit me like a slap. I stared at her, cutting her off. "Don’t tell him," I said, stepping closer and taking her hands. "I’m not asking as the head healer. I’m asking as my mother’s best friend. Please, don’t tell him or anyone else. I’ll tell him when I’m ready."
Mirra nodded as I turned my gaze toward the packhouse. He hadn’t even come looking for me. My resolve solidified. One thought consumed me:
Mason would never know about this child.
Even if I had to take that secret to my grave.
LILIAN
A month had passed since that night.