Natalia’s POV
The small family dining room was filled with pink and blue balloons and streamers. A banner that read “Congrats, Mom and Dad!” hung from the rafters, and the table was laden with all kinds of foods—saucy pasta dishes, fresh bread, even a cake.
And Grace was standing at the center of it all with a s**t-eating grin stretched across her face. I didn’t even know she was capable of smiling that wide. If she was, I’d certainly never seen it.
“What’s all this?” I asked, stepping into the room and looking around. The Omega had told me there was an incident—not a party. My heart was still thudding from the leftover effects of my worry.
“It’s a baby shower,” Grace said. “I know you said it wasn’t the right time, but I decided that was bullshit. Sure, the world is looking a little b
