My heart nearly leapt from my chest as I darted back to the couch, arranging myself in what I hoped was a casual position. Seconds later, Kaelen appeared in the doorway, his powerful frame filling the space completely.
"Sera," he said, his voice deep and gravelly. "It's done."
I swallowed hard, trying to calm my racing pulse. Had he sensed Ronan's presence? Could he tell I'd just made the biggest gamble of our precarious arrangement by confessing everything to his brother?
"Mrs. Whitmore?" I asked, forcing my voice to remain steady.
Kaelen moved into the room with that predatory grace that still made my breath catch. "She won't be a problem anymore."
A chill ran down my spine. "You didn't..."
His expression softened slightly as he sat beside me. "Kill her? No, little human. Though the thought did cross my mind."
His large hand came to rest on my belly, and our baby kicked as if recognizing his father's touch. The tension in Kaelen's shoulders eased slightly.
