Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 177

The truth about Amara is sure to cheer his old sick heart up but what if she tells him and Tatum finds out from him, that could ruin all her plans.

Before she can decide, Darren's grip tightens around her hand and his deep sad eyes look up at hers.

"Forgive him, he was naive. This pack needs you. Forgive us," his voice dry and weak.

Forgiveness? After all they made her go through?

How does she even forgive them?

What does she even forgive?

Where does she start from?

The torture, the torment, the abuse? Or perhaps the beating, the neglect, the humiliation, starvation?

He doesn't need to know that she is not capable of forgiving them, so she holds his hands and smiles down at him. "Do not worry about me father, I will do the right thing."

out of his mouth. "Will you take him back if he comes to

on the counter and wipes his lips, her heart breaking for him. She will never accept Tatum back into her

a way to help you get better,"

to spend more time with him, she cannot risk

paces back and forth with nervous anticipation, her heart racing hard as she waits for

moment she smells Tatum and hears his heavy footsteps coming down the corridor, she quickly lines the entrance with

is wearing only a mini gown so he can easily smell her arousal and have easy

crosses over the white powder, something shifts in the air and his eyes turn red as they snap to Carmela with a hunger

on her lip softly as the powder vanishes into thin air and she slowly parts her legs, keeping them on her toes as her

he walks towards

wolf is going insane with

he desires, he rips his shirt off his feet moving forward even when he wants to

a scent, Leila's scent.

shallow to deep, ragged all the time, his body tense, his cock throbbing. "Mate, my mate,” his wolf's voice blends with his in a silent growl as he rushes

crashing her lips into his and massaging his cock

me," she whispers into his lips as he throbs in her hands. "I'm mate,