(Olivia's POV)
Ethan stepped closer, his expression a perfect mask of sympathy. "I wish I were. But there's more, Olivia. Something he definitely hasn't told you."
I shouldn't have asked. I should have shut the door in his face. But the words escaped before I could stop them: "What?"
"She's pregnant," Ethan said softly, watching my face carefully. "And the timing... well, it makes one wonder, doesn't it?"
The implication hit me like a physical blow. I felt the color drain from my face, my grip tightening on the doorknob for support.
"That's not possible," I whispered.
"Isn't it?" Ethan pressed. "How well do you really know him, Olivia? He's an Alpha wolf with needs. And you've been so busy with your cases lately..."
For a moment, doubt clouded my mind. Connor had been distant recent
