Nivaan's POV
My steps faltered when I heard the term ‘Our baby.’ Then it struck me. Emilia was the pregnant woman Kiara had saved. She hadn’t gone to the camp to blackmail me. She was just saved and taken there by Kiara.
I tore my hair as I was hit by numerous emotions; guilt, remorse, concern, frustration, an underlying love for his unborn baby. The thought of being a father made my heart swell with love and pride.
I tried hard to ignore all those emotions and walk away but I just couldn’t.
“Why can’t we have our way with her before taking her to that woman?” The man’s words filled me with a kind of bloodlust I have never felt before.
The power from my wolf surged through my veins and for the first time in five years, I let myself embrace it fully. The cracking of my bones resounded as my bones broke and remolded themselves. Pain ripped through me causing me to crouch over in pain.