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Ryatt Seeing King Isaac go pink in the cheeks after his exceedingly pregnant mate gave him a look that could make the fiercest warrior cower made me feel slightly more whole. I even felt a flicker of sympathy for the man. If the situation had been different, I would have empathized with him about the trials of being mated to a pregnant woman, but we’re not friends. I don’t have friends. I prefer it that way. I guess Granger would be the closest thing I have to one, and he’s on the other side of the veil right now, hopefully alive and doing his duties as my Beta. My head still feels heavy, my senses blurred. My power is nothing but a whisper in my veins as Isaac leaves the room behind Ella and Maddy. Ella turns back to look at me before her brother closes the door, her eyes shining