When I told my ex I was going to have the baby. “You’re still going to have it?” he spat out the words. I nodded. “You! Brazen little bitch!” He pounced without warning, slamming me onto the ground. He crouched over me, feet planted at either side of my hips. He yanked me forward by my shirt until his face was directly in front of mine. “You were only ever trying to steal my sperm, weren’t you?” he shouted. His eyes were wild and dangerous. I’d never seen anyone so furious. “After an Alpha’s son, weren’t you? Any would do, to f**k a kid into you. Then you’d soak up the reward, right? Guaranteed money and glory because you trapped me with your damn womb!” “You don’t deserve to bear my blood!” he yelled in my face. He released my shirt, and my back hit the floor. His hands found my shoulders instead. His fingers dug deep into my skin. Clutching my belly, I squeezed my eyes shut. “Get away from her!” A feral voice roared from the doorway. ** Cynthia is a pregnant cheerleader. Her boyfriend ghosted her immediately after she told him the news. Her brother's best friend, the hockey captain Asher, threw a party and invited all of her boyfriend's flings, and they united to dump him in public. Cynthia said, "Thanks for always being a big brother to me." Asher raised his eyebrow and asked, "Brother? How about your baby’s dad?"