Hermosa's POV

My heart skipped at the mention of Rowen, the Alpha of the Blackburn pack. The man who always wanted his dirty fingers around me — both at the club and now, even with my protruding belly, he wouldn't leave me alone.

Clank.The sound of cutlery hitting the table startled me. Ragal stared hard at Morgan, the bringer of bad news.

"Rowen??" He slammed the table in anger. "After what he did, I expected him to run — to hide. But the guts of him to ask for a trial."

"Alpha, ...