Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONE
Hardin’S POV
After the very long and entertaining conversation we all had at the hospital, we took Reign home and right now she is resting in my bedroom.
It’s been a few days since I had her in my arms and tonight…
Oh I cannot wait for tonight.
I close the door and walk ho to my office where Alpha Damien is waiting for me. I have the thank him personally for helping me out with this.
“You look elated” He comments the moment I walk into the office and I smile.
“Who wouldn’t? I mean I’ve got my pregnant mate sleeping on my bed once more, I have every right to be elated”
“of course you do”
I stride over the wine bar where I take out a bottle of scotch and serve in two glasses.
Until today I still haven’t been able to figure out the bond between men and drinks.
When we are happy, we drink, when we are sad or angry or devastated or disappointed, we still drink.
No matter what is we are going through, we still drink.
Fascinating!
“Let’s have a few shots, shall we?” I offer.
“Sure” He joins m

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