I stared at him for a moment, then burst into a dark, mocking laughter. “Even if the Moon Goddess made you the last male on earth, Malachi, I would never run in your pack again.”
“What is that supposed to mean? You are mine!” Malachi thundered.
“For eight years you claimed you didn't want another heir. Yet the same day your son tries to kill me, I find out Casey is carrying your pup,” I stated.
Malachi cast a sharp, sideways look at Casey—a silent snarl asking why she had revealed the secret.
“We can speak of the pup later,” Malachi said, his voice dropping. “Just come home. We can resolve this within the pack.”
I scoffed. “In your dreams, Alpha.”
I turned my back and walked away. He kept yelling, his voice echoing down the hospital halls, commanding me to stop, but I ignored him until the doors swung shut behind me.
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I made it to the airport just in time. As I boarded the plane and prepared to switch off my phone, it began to vibrate. It was Malachi. I picked up, one last time.
“What do you want?” I snapped.