CVI

Like thoughts of the child growing in her belly, Lyla had pushed memories of the exotic beauty away each time they'd cropped up. It had felt essential to maintain her sanity and her composure when faced with the man who had defiled their bond by fucking the alpha female. But she had to look, had to face the discomfort and sadness that squirmed in her insides when homicidal china blue eyes flashed to the forefront of her mind.

She had to, or she would turn into Kieran—a man who had buried such anger as if it might just disappear. The link was slowly assuring that such a demise would be inevitable... his personality was just too strong.

Tasha's was a face Lyla could never forget. That beautiful, frightful image carved into her.