Chapter 30 Thirty

• Alpha Farrell’s Pov.
• I sat on the tree top, watching as walked in the woods, twirling like she was a princess. No actions of hers showed she belonged to royalty, but I felt even if she didn’t. She had alpha blood running through her veins.
• Her protruding stomach wouldn’t let her move with the grace of a youthful body, but she moved gracefully, at least. I held my breath as she bent down to pick a flower, waiting to swoop in and save her if she made one wrong step.