Chapter <b>149 </b>
As I walked back to the waiting room, my mind raced. How would Dominic react? Would he be happy? Angry? Would this <bplicate </b>his position as future Alpha? <b>And </b>what about me–<b>was </b>I ready to be a mother? To potentially be the mother of a werewolf child?
Adrian stood when <b>he </b>saw me, concern etched across his features. “Reba? Is everything alright?”
I forced <b>a </b>smile, tucking the pregnancy pamphlets deep into my bag. “Just anemia and fatigue, like I thought,” I lled. “The doctor gave <b>me </b>some vitamins and told me to rest more.”
He looked relieved <b>but </b>still somewhat skeptical. <b>“</b>Are you sure that’s all? You seem… shaken.”
“I’m fine, really,” I insisted. “Just tired. <b>Thank </b>you for bringing me.”
As he <b>drove </b>me home, I stared out the window, one hand resting protectively over my still–t stomach. Inside me <b>grew </b>a new life–one that was part human, part wolf. A secret I wasn’t yet ready to share, not even with the father.
<b>The </b>vi was <b>quiet </b>when I entered. Diana, the housekeeper, greeted me with
Te with a warm smile.
“Ms. <b>Brown</b>, wee back. Mr. Sterling called to say he’ll be home <b>in </b>about an hour. Would you like me to prepare something to eat?”
The thought of food made my stomach turn, but I knew I needed to start taking better care of myself now. Not just for me, but for the baby.
“Maybe just some toast and tea,” I replied. Thank you, Diana,”
I made my way upstairs to freshen up, locking the bathroom door behind me before pulling out the pamphlets from my bag. “Pregnancy Care Basics,” read one. Another was specifically titled “Special Considerations for Unique Gic Combinations“-clearly <b>a </b>euphemism for werewolf–human pregnancies.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I didn’t look different, and yet everything had changed. How would I tell Dominic? When should I tell him? We’d only just resolved our misunderstanding about the mate bond, and now this…
The sound of the front door opening startled me. Dominic was home early. I quickly shoved the pamphlets back into my bag and sshed some cold water on my <b>face</b>, trying topose myself.
When I came downstairs, Dominic was standing in the foyer, his expression instantly alert as he took in my appearance. His nostrils red slightly–scenting me, I realized.
“You’ve been crying,” he said immediately, concern etching his features. “What happened<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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My heart pounded. Could he smell the change in me? Did he already know?
“I’m just tired,” I said, attempting a casual tone. “It was a long day at school.”
Dominic’s eyes narrowed slightly, unconvinced. “Raymond saw you at the hospital today. With Adrian Lane.”
1 froze, caught off guard. Of course. Dominic still had people watching me–protecting me, as he’d put it.
“I felt sick during ss,” I admitted, which wasn’t a lle. “<b>Professor </b>Lane was concerned and drove me to get checked
Dominic moved closer, his eyes scanning my face. “<b>And</b><b>? </b>What did the doctor <b>say</b>?”
I swallowed hard, avoiding his gaze. “Just fatigue <b>and </b>mild anemia. Nothing serious. I need rest and vitamins.”
He reached out, tilting my chin up to make me look at him. His touch <b>was </b>gentle, but his eyes were searching, as if he could see right through me. For a terrifying moment, I thought he might challenge my lie.
Instead, he stroked my cheek softly. “Get some sleep, little doe. Take care of yourself.” There was something in his eyes–something I couldn’t quite read–as he added, “Don’t let me worry about you.”
He kissed my forehead and then stepped back, “I need to finish some work in my study. You should rest.”
With that, he <b>turned </b>and walked away, leaving me standing there with my secret intact, at least for now,
Dominic workedte in his study, Iy awake staring at the ceiling. My hand rested. That night, alone in bed <i>whil </i>on my stomach<b>, </b>still t with no outward sign of the life growing within.
“Two weeks,” I whispered to myself, hardly believing it. “A baby… a werewolf’s baby.”
What would this child be like? Would it shift into wolf form like its father? Would it grow faster than a normal human baby? The doctor’sments about elerated development <b>suggested </b>it might,
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to ask. I couldn’t tell Sofia–not yet. And Dominic… how would he react? Would I <b>had </b>so many questions and no this change everything between us? We’d only just begun to understand our own bond, and now there would be another connection, permanent and undeniable.
Since the incident with William, I’d sworn never to entangle myself with werewolves <b>again</b>. Yet here I was, not only hopelessly in love with Dominic but now carrying his child.
<b>Tears </b>welled in my <b>eyes </b>as conflicting emotions washed over me. Fear, joy, uncertainty–all swirled together in a confusing maelstrom. Part of me wanted to run to Dominic’s study right <b>now </b>and tell him everything. Another part was terrified of his reaction. Would he see this as a blessing or aplication?
<b>9:10 </b>Fri, Sep 26
“What am I going to do?” I whispered to the quiet room, one tear sliding down my cheek,
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