DANIEL POV I watch as the doctor clicks and measures...clicks, and measures. Over and over again in complete silence. I want to ask a million questions. I want to growl. I want him to tell us what he sees before I lose my mind, but if I demand information like that, Samantha will think I'm a freak. Instead, I glue my eyes on my beautiful mate and her mesmerized face. I can see remnants of stress in the lines on her forehead, but for the most part, she looks completely happy. The baby's heartbeat speeds up a little, and I turn back to the monitor to see its precious face, well skull, on the screen. I don't even know what the baby is, and I'm in love with it. I hope Samantha falls for me and lets me take care of them both. I don't think I could walk away if she doesn't. The thought alone brings me to tears, and a tight fist wraps around my heart. I can't live without this little family. "Do you have any names picked out," Dr. Hurst asks Samantha interrupting my internal d

DANIEL POV    "Emma, I don't have time to listen to your new boyfriend drama, okay. You should be waiting for your mate anyway," I growl while stirring the egg mixture I have going for scrambled eggs.   "Oh shutup with that mate stuff. I don't even want to be someone's mate. Since you and the other two boneheads left me up here by myself, all the males are convinced that if they win me over, they will get the Alpha title. So thanks for that. My mate isn't going to love me for me. He will just see me as the ticket to being an Alpha. I hate being a female sometimes," Emma growls, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.   "Whatever, Em, can you please allow me to talk to mom! She is the person I called," I snap, and Emma huffs.    "Yeah, sure, miss you too," Emma says sarcastically, trying to make me feel bad.   "I love you, but damn,

DANIEL POV     I snarl as I finally rip out the filthy scandral's throat and shift. His bloody dead body slowly shifts back to its human form, and I study his features intently. I need to find out who these men are and why they were targeting Samantha.    I have a pretty good feeling they are from the Layne's original pack, but I have to be certain.     "DAN," Finley roars, and I whip around to see my pack circling the first wolf who tried to attack my mate.   Stanley has managed to pin him down in wolf form without killing him. Studying the dead body leaves my mind. The other males of my pack stand tense and ready in a circle around Stan and the attacker to ensure he doesn't try anything.   I march towards him naked and bloody with one thought on my mind, "defending my mate."   "Shift," I order loudly, and his body

SAMANTHA POV "Well, Angelica, I think we might have to leave the house. Mommy is officially out of food," I sigh as I close the fridge I have opened at least a hundred times today. The basic supplies I had the cleaning ladies bring didn't last me long. I slowly make my way towards my bedroom, already dreading my first solo trip to town. As I go past the front door to get to the stairs, the doorbell chimes, and fear instantly fills me. My body immediately freezes, and my heart begins to pound. I even slow my breathing to try to keep whoever it is from hearing me. "Hello, I am looking for the granddaughter of Hazel Layne. My name is Marcie...My mom was an old friend of Hazel's," a woman's voice calls from the other side of my front door. My body's frozen state slowly defrosts, and I take a deep breath. My heart rate declines a little, and something within me says I shouldn't be afraid. I know I can't live in fear forever, and being fearful of every living, breathing per

DANIEL POV My cellphone rings for maybe half a second before I have it pressed against my ear. "How did it go," I ask, and my mother chuckles at my eagerness. "She said she will come over. She wants only you and Lauren in the house, though. She isn't ready for everyone. I don't know if she will want to talk. I tempted her over by mentioning shopping with Lauren. Your pregnant mate is out of food," Mom says, and I immediately growl. "I should have had one of us pick her up some supplies. I didn't even think about her food situation...But...she is willing to come over," I ask as my mind returns to the fact that she agreed to come see me. "Yes, but you need to keep calm and give her space. I have a feeling she wants the company but doesn't want a clingy mate jumping on her when she returns," mom says, and I groan slightly. "I know that. It will just be hard. I mean, I haven't seen my mate in three days, Ma. My bond is fresh and screaming for me to go to her," I growl, and