Gideon

　　I hustle back to our room. I didn’t bother grabbing any clothes from the trees; I was too pissed and might shift any second again. I didn’t care who saw me naked. I’m the Alpha. What are they going to say? I kick open the bedroom door and find Amelie sitting on the bed, rubbing her baby belly as she jumps up when I enter.

　　“What the hell, Gideon!” She walks over and slaps my arm, and it stings. Not this again.

　　“The boy will be fine. ...