Wesley
I slowly blink, but it doesn’t work. The tiny brunette is still sitting beside me in my car. I’m not hallucinating. This nightmare is real.
Lily is pregnant with my child.
The olive-skinned, brown-eyed pathetic rogue that was abandoned by her pack for being a lazy “herb” smoking weakling will forever be a part of my life. (Yes, I looked up the reason why she was kicked out of her pack.)
I sigh.
How did it come to this?
I wasn’t thinking when I had s*x with Lily. My head was too busy listening to my c**k, and now I’m here, sitting in my limousine with a f*****g rogue. My chauffeur is taking us to my mansion, and I swear it’s hell sharing a seat with this failure of a werewolf. She keeps glancing up at me, looking scared, and that’s the only positive thing about this situation,
