Chapter 89

Sydney 's POV I frowned when I saw Alexander frozen in place. His hand holding the lighter remained suspended at the tip of the cigarette still stuck between his lips as he stared at me—or rather, gaped at me. His hands fell to his sides. "You're not joking," he said, disbelief coating his words heavily. I gave him a blank look. When did we become such friends that I would make such a joke? I thought. He must have been thinking the same because he shook his head, and we just stood there staring at each other, the tension thick between us. Suddenly, Alexander seemed to understand as he quickly put away the cigarette and lighter in his pocket. He looked alarmed, slightly panicked as he took a step closer, his gaze momentarily shifting from the hallway to my face. I wondered, slightly amused amid all this emotional turmoil, if he was going to run. Does the mention of a pup or the sight of a pregnant she-wolf scare the mighty Alpha so much? Instead, he took another step forward. "Is it Luc