“You knew I was pregnant?” My voice wavered as I stared at Felix, my heart pounding. Livi, my wolf, growled low in my mind, her agitation matching mine.
Felix’s expression didn’t change. “I knew the day I saved you.”
“What?” I took a step back, shaking my head. “How could you possibly know that?”
He sighed, the weight of his words evident. “After Alpha Garett and Luna Selina found out Hera wasn’t their daughter, they ordered me to find you. As Beta of Jacob’s pack, and your future husband, it was my duty. When I pulled you from the wreckage, you were unconscious—but before that, you were screaming. ‘My baby. No, my baby.’ That’s how I knew.”
I wrapped my arms around myself, the vulnerability of the moment making my skin crawl. “And you’ve known all this time?”
“Yes,” he admitted. “But if I told anyone, it would’ve put you—and your child—in danger. A human father’s bloodline mixed with royal werewolf lineage? They’d see it as a weakness, a threat. I thought it was your secret to tell, not mine.”
His words left me reeling, anger and gratitude warring within me. “Did you save me just because it was your duty or because you knew that I was your mate?”