Irene's POV
The messenger came during breakfast.
A young omega, nervous and fidgeting, approached our table with downcast eyes. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else in the world than standing before us with whatever news she carried.
"Alpha Karson." She bowed low. "Miss Lexie sent me. She says she's having terrible stomach pains. She's asking for you. She says it's urgent."
I kept my eyes on my plate. My hand didn't tremble as I lifted my fork. My expression didn't change. I had years of practice hiding my emotions. Years of swallowing pain and pretending everything was fine.
But inside, something cracked.
Karson frowned. "Stomach pains?"
"Yes, Alpha. She says it might be the baby. She's very frightened. She's been crying all morning."
Of course she was. Lexie was alwa
