“How could you do this?”
His voice seemed to come from everywhere.
The darkness around him rose like a storm.
“How could you allow that disgusting wolf to touch you?”
Agatha stumbled backward.
“Gideon, stop!”
“To mark you?”
The floorboards cracked beneath his feet.
“To impregnate you?”
He pointed toward her stomach, his hand trembling with fury.
“You were supposed to be mine!”
The walls groaned under the pressure of his magic.
“That child should have been ours!”
His face twisted with agony.
“Mine!”
Agatha’s entire body shook.
“You are mine, Agatha!”
“No.”
“Mine and mine alone!”
His scream was so loud she had to cover her ears. The baby shifted inside her, reacting to the violent magic surrounding them. Pain tightened through her stomach. Agatha gasped and immediately pla
