PercivalI stared down at her—small, almost fragile—totally stunned. “Annabel? What the hell are you doing here?”My mom walked into the room slowly, like the weight of the world was dragging her down. Her belly was just starting to show, barely noticeable unless you knew she was pregnant. She let out a long, exhausted sigh and dropped herself into the chair by the window, rubbing her stomach like it could soothe more than just physical discomfort.“I’m still your mother, Percival,” she said softly, giving me this wistful smile. Her fingers ran over her hair, the same dark strands pinned up in that signature chignon of hers. “You look... different. Taller. Stronger. Handsome too. You finally look like the Alpha I always knew you’d be.”I didn’t say anything. Just stared at her, unsure if I had the patience for this right now. “Look, I—”“Percival.” Her voice cracked, and those icy blue eyes—same ones I used to see above my crib—locked on mine. “I carried you. I gave birth to you. Yo
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