A Desperate Bargain

Clara

My hand flattens protectively over my stomach before he can lean an inch closer. “This child belongs to me,” I tell him fiercely. “Claiming you have supernatural instincts proves nothing, and I’m certainly not taking your word that you’re the father.”

“My instincts don’t make mistakes, little human,” Thorne replies, leaving zero room for debate. “Neither do the people I hire to dig up fact