#Chapter 459 – Baby Daddy

For a moment my wolf likewise stands frozen with shock in my soul as we both just stare at the little girl in front of us. But then my wolf breaks into a terrible howl, starting to dart back and forth in my soul, panicked. I come back to myself, gasping in a long breath of air before I start to pant, my eyes flicking between the little girl and my mate – immediately seeing the resemblance there – the fucking uncanny resemblance between this little girl and her dad. Her dad. Her fucking dad, who looks just like her, from whom she inherited that steady gaze, those gorgeous blue eyes… My hands curl in and out of fits as I try, quite desperately, to avoid a meltdown. Because…what the fuck is happening? Where…where did this kid come from!? And why is she in my house!? “You…” I whisper, my eyes moving to Jackson now. “You…you have a…baby…” “Not baby,” Marigold says and I snap my eyes back to her, awed to hear her speak because when she does she’s so…she’s just so fucking