Beverly's POV

The alarm screamed at four thirty in the morning and I wanted to throw it across the room. My body ached everywhere, pregnancy exhaustion making every movement feel like I was dragging weights. But Selene did not accept excuses and being late meant extra drills.

I rolled out of bed carefully, trying not to wake Bruce. He already slept poorly, his wolf restless with the instinct to protect me from threats he could not fight. Watching him suffer because I was suffering destroyed ...