PARIS, FRANCE
Talia was sitting on her soft mattress, staring at her grand ceiling, then a sense of despair washing over her. Her hand instinctively moved to her still-flat abdomen, a stark reminder of the life growing inside her. Two months pregnant by Jackson, a man who had left her as soon as he discovered the truth.
She had fled her past life, her responsibilities, and the Alpha King Ely who had once loved her with a fierce devotion. It had all seemed like a brilliant escape plan at the time, a chance to live life on her terms. But now, reality had come crashing down around her.
"What have I done?" she muttered to herself, her voice trembling with worry. She had hoped to find freedom and independence, but instead, she found herself alone and vulnerable in a foreign land.
Talia had
