Mia's POV

The silence in the warehouse was deafening. All four brothers stared at me holding Mira, their faces cycling through shock, confusion, and something that looked dangerously like hope.

"Whose child is that?" Xavier asked, his voice carefully controlled.

Don't tell them. Whatever you do, don't tell them the truth.

I clutched Mira tighter against my chest. "That's none of your business."

"Like hell it isn't," Nathan said, stepping closer. "A child was in ...