SIXTY-TWO

　　The delivery

　　“Paul’s pregnant wife…Martha.”

　　The sound of the name alone drained the blood away from Kiara’s face.

　　‘I told you; there’s no point in telling her since she won’t agree to come,’ Cian scolded his wolf, Fionn, before continuing to speak to Kiara.

　　“It’s ok. I understand perfectly if you can’t come. I will make sure alpha Lucas doesn’t know about it and I’ll speak to…”

　　“No, it’s fine… I can handle being around her, besides… it was just a stupid kiss…. I’m sure she’s probably forgotten about it by now.” Of course, she would, she’s expecting a baby, Kiara would be the least of Martha’s problems now.

　　Cian didn’t miss the way her voice stuttered.

　　“Are you sure? I mean…”

　　“No, seriously, its fine. I can’t keep running away when I’ve already apologized for what I did, besides everyone makes mistakes.”