Chapter 65

I felt his whole body tremble and his eyes glinted red for I didn’t know how many f*cking times today.

The room was dark and cold and with my werewolf vision and with the help of our mate bond, I could tell the anger and patience finally snapped in Alpha Evan’s face. There was hesitation in them—like something was stopping him from spilling what was in his head. That kind of expression from him scared me. Because that meant he didn’t trust me enough to show me what he really thinks and feels about Cindy York—his former mate who claimed that she was carrying the heir, the offspring, of the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack.

“Goddess!” He let out a violent sigh and then rolled to my side, sitting there with both of his hands on his forehead, hiding his face like it was killing him to say what he was about to tell me.

“So it’s true? That child is yours, Evan.”

He looked at me from the side of his eyes and then shook his head slightly. Weakly.

“No.” He breathed hoarsely as he looked across the