turned dark, silky.
She moistened her lips and pushed her hair behind her ear. “No.”
“Where are you?”
“You don’t know?” she asked, relaxing in her seat.
“I wouldn’t have asked.” He sounded peeved.
Her smile widened. “I’m in a car headed back to my prison.”
“Where are you coming from?” She wasn’t surprised he didn’t address her current living situation. They both knew he refused to allow her to leave the shifter complex.
“The doctor.”
Silence.
After a few beats he spoke. “And?”
“In seven months, I’ll be having babies.” She tried to sound upbeat, but knowing he didn’t want her half-breed children stole some of her joy. She gazed out the window, wishing things were different. Wishing she didn’t have to go through another pregnancy alone. Her husband had missed the birth of their twins, and had been deployed most of their marriage.
“We.”
“What?” She reined in her musings and paid attention.
“We’ll be having pups…babies. Same thing. Everything else okay?”
“Not really. I’d like to go home. I don’t understand why you’re being so difficult. You don’t want these children.” She hated the whine in her voice, but if there was the slightest chance she could get him to change his mind, she’d do that and more.
“You can go home after the birth of my pups. Their birthright demands they are raised with the knowledge of who they are. They must be educated and trained. That’s not something you can do for them, Jasmine. Admit it. Tyrone and Tyrese’s father taught them how to stay alive by hiding in plain sight. I’m not taking them from you, I just cannot allow them to leave my home until they are strong enough to take care of themselves.”
“I told you I’m not leaving my kids,” she ground out.
“Okay, we’ll make do in West Virginia.” He sounded resigned and that pissed her off.
“We’ll need to agree to a few ground rules.”
“When I get back, we’ll talk.”
“When will that be?”
“In thirty minutes. I’m on my way from the airport.”
Chapter two
Silas looked at his watch. It was still early enough that he could brief the Alphas on the Texas situation and then have a sit down meal with Jasmine. He contacted Jayden through their link.
“Patron, how may I serve you?” Alpha Jayden asked.
“I need a separate residence for the duration of my stay. I plan to return to my estate at the end of the week, until then I’ll be in negotiations with Jasmine and the twins. Have my things moved and a meal prepared for two this evening around seven o'clock.”
“Yes Sir, and congratulations on your litter.”
Silas was unsure how he felt about the idea of half-human pups, but since all life flowed from the Goddess, he accepted her gift. “Thank you, Jayden. I trust you have proper security in place.”
“Yes, Sir. I sent two cars along with her car this morning when she visited the doctor. I also have guards near her residence who shadow her when she and Callum go for walks. She and your pups are never without surveillance or security.”
Nodding, Silas gazed out the window. His car had just entered the compound. “I’m onsite now. Set up a conference call with the Alphas in thirty minutes. I want to get this over with so I can prepare for my late meeting.”
“Consider it done, Sir.”
Dealing with his Alphas, informing them of the conspiracy against him, against their race, was easy. His Alphas knew he wouldn’t rest until the threat was neutralized. They’d offer reasonable suggestions on how to proceed and it would be a productive meeting.
Dealing with Jasmine on the other hand, would be a landmine. For some reason known only to the Goddess, his seed had taken root in her womb. He couldn’t begin to comprehend why, after three decades, his first litter would be half-breeds. The very idea sent a wave of anger crashing through him. Corralling his temper, he sent a message to his driver.
“Drive