The sun had long risen and brightened the households of Snowdale, but the same couldn't be said about their hearts. Deep within the pack house, Elias found himself constantly at odds with Kael.
He could no longer take the silent torture. The man he had first loved was far gone. The truth was now out in the open, and pretending was fast tiring his already weary bones.
Elias sat up on the bed in his room. Thanks to the weakness of his body and his fast-growing baby, the herbalist had demanded that he not share a room with the Alpha so as not to spike intimacy.
Kael had not welcomed the news well, but there wasn't much he could do. He did not care about the baby, but then the life of Elias was on the line—and tied to that of the little monster, as he called it, growing within him. There was no separation. One dies, and the two would stop breathing.
