Escape from My Mate's Test-Tube Lie

y. My hand drifts to my slightly swollen belly

r, hissing at him. "Logan, Olivia just had a low blood sugar spell, and you ditched Sophie to play

rgotten how the Grants destroyed the Rami

tip of his cigarette flickering. His dark eyes narrow.

Olivia's loved me for eight years. She was young and reckless back

ve given Sophie the title of my mate, the power, the

before the test-tube procedure? To make sure any miscarriage would cause a hemorrhage, maybe eve

ugh my already shattered heart.

had blocked every esc

storm in and confront him, bu

bsessive smirk. "Her mom's gone. I'm her last family in

to my scalp. Logan's not j

y dumb and sli

omes to change my bandages. "Ma'am, your wound's s

t thinking

to the table. Before I can react, she shoves a wad of gauze in my mouth

inks. Somet

ffles me. I hear her lock the door and warn o

the dim, cav

y skin. It's like I'm back in high school, when Olivia and her pack stripped me, doused me in filthy

ia. Four years ago, Logan spent half our savings

ody drenched in sweat. The pain in my abdomen fla

cious night-shift healer finall