Alexa's POV...The nanny was still feeding the baby when I emerged from the bathroom with my hair wrapped loosely in a fluffy white towel. I also had a white towel across my chest to cover me. I had been on the training ground that morning, jogging for forty-five minutes before rounding up with squats and weights. It wasn't my best, but then it was better than the days of inactivity I'd suffered for two weeks.Logan had insisted I rested, even though Alvin, my baby, was constantly with the nanny; I rarely saw him during the day. Then, at night, I struggled to sleep with all the anxiety and nightmares.I was a fighter, a trained one at that, and not just a sit-at-home mum, but Logan insisted that I should not put myself in danger by being out there. He was right, and even if he hadn't said it, I doubt I'd have been able to step out and function as I should have.I was still getting used to life in the pack, and it did not help that the judgmental loo
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