"You don’t look surprised. Which means… you already knew," she said, her eyes widening with realization.
"I've heard things," I admitted, my voice low and gravelly. "But I didn't think it was this bad. I didn't think they would be so bold."
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, her voice laced with hurt.
"Because I was handling it," I said, my tone a little sharper than I intended. "I didn't want to worry you. Not with the baby on the way."
"Well, you should have," she said, her voice rising with anger. "Because now my son is lying in a hospital bed, and my pack thinks I'm a murderer. How am I supposed to lead them, Dom? How am I supposed to be their Luna when they hate me so much? How am I supposed to be a good mother to my children when they are all in danger because of me?"
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