Aria Snow pov :
Keeping a monumental, life-altering secret from three fiercely intelligent, highly trained Alpha Kings was difficult.
Keeping a secret from three fiercely possessive Alpha Kings who literally shared a constant, humming telepathic connection with my brain was an extreme, agonizing, and highly dangerous Olympic sport.
It had been exactly forty-eight hours since my visit to Dr. Alistair's quiet clinic. Forty-eight hours since I had heard the rapid, beautiful, overlapping rhythm of three tiny, perfect heartbeats echoing from the ultrasound monitor. The annual Pack Festival was tomorrow night, which meant I only had to survive one more day of complete mental gymnastics before I could finally drop the bomb that was going to spectacularly shatter their entire universe.
But
