*Rose* We arrive at Mark’s castle, finally, and as the Alphas are unloading me back out of the deathtrap of a van–not on a stretcher like any sensible people but by trying to carry my bloated body–I take a moment to look up at the beauty of the place. I am in horrible pain, but the moment I look a

But then my head juts sideways suddenly, crashing into the window at the same time that Chris yells, “Oh, shit!” from the driver’s seat. I hear Heather scream, followed by the sound of breaking glass and crunching metal as the entire car flips over. I try to reach over to hold her, but I can’t even

With new determination, I bear down and begin to push. I grit my teeth as Reece counts for me, and with Dr. Travesty’s help, I only have to push a few times before she tells me to stop. And then… I see her. Tiny, purple and red with white goo all over her, and mad as hell, she’s holding a baby gir

Sure enough, I see a huge estate appearing on the horizon a few moments later. Even from far away I can see that it’s majestic, surrounded by lush greenery—exactly how I pictured Mark’s domain. We get closer, and I see that everything is well cared-for, as is always the case when a great leader is

She never truly complained, though. Sure, she’d joke about how the pups had her so big and uncomfortable, taking jabs at herself for being so round and heavy, but that was only because her body was doing something extraordinary, something no one else could do. She was carrying our four babies, all a