Chapter 43

**Chapter 43**

**Nathan’s POV**

Thoughts swirled in my mind like a tempest, each fragment crashing into the next, leaving me gasping for clarity. The timeline of events, the child—how could I possibly make sense of it all?

When had this happened? My gaze flitted between the serene face of the baby and the troubled countenance of Aria. A deluge of questions surged within me, overwhelming me like a tidal wave.

This child… when was she conceived? My mind raced back through the corridors of memory, landing on that fateful night—the only time we had been together, the night before her incarceration.

Could that have been the moment?

I fought to keep my emotions in check, but my wolf was restless, pacing anxiously within me. Each shallow breath felt like a struggle, my chest rising and falling in quick, labored gasps. “No, focus,” I chided myself, but it was akin to trying to hold back a flood with bare hands. The feelings surged, raw and jagged, too tumultuous to contain.