“Congratulations, Luna.” He coughed as he put the strip back down on the cart, and he bowed. “You’re pregnant.”
My hand flew to my stomach, and I felt the burn of tears. “Truly?”
He nodded. “This is the second test. The first was when you were out cold, and I wanted to make sure before I got your hopes up.” He smiled. “But I’m sure.”
I felt a new fear bubble up. “Tell no one.”
He stared at me for a few seconds. “Of course.” He bowed again.
I needed to tell Rowan myself, but something was tugging at me again. “So you said lightning.” I pushed the pup to the back of my mind; we would have a ton of time to talk about our son.
He nodded. “Like I said, I wasn’t there to see it, but everyone that I have treated who was, hasn’t shut up about it.”
I nodded once. I was stunned, but a new thought occurred to me. “What ceremony?”
The doctor smiled. “That I will leave up to your mother to explain.” He grabbed the cart and started out of the room. I said my goodbyes and finally followed the tug in my chest.
As soon as I stepped out of the pack hospital, I was swarmed by wolves. “Thank you, Queen Luna.” They all bowed, some even dropping to the ground.
“Please. Stand.” I hurried over to the first wolf I could and I helped them to their feet. “Please don’t bow.” I dusted off her clothes. “I don’t want it, nor do I need it.”
“You saved my son, and my husband.” She shook her head, tears springing to her eyes.
“And I am sure they saved many others too.” I wiped away a tear that fell. “We work together to support each other.” I smiled as I stepped back. “That’s what it means to be a wolf.”
She nodded once. But still she bowed again, and I heard her down the mind-link. “I, SeséLin, thank Queen Luna Amy for saving my family.” A cheer went out through the pack link.
I heard a howl from off behind the pack house and the sound of pounding feet. I had less than a minute to get to where I needed to be before I was tackled or worse. I started running.
“You can run, rabbit, but it won’t save you.” Rowan’s voice was thick with something I couldn’t place. I laughed as I sprinted to the front of the pack house and slid to a stop at the steps right as my mate grabbed me. He pulled me into his arms, and I heard him breathing in my scent. “You are not allowed to do that again.” He murmured against my head.
“You, my love, are not my boss.” He chuckled as he spun me around to look at my face.
“I am your king. Which is pretty much the biggest boss you can ever have.” He pulled me to his chest and just held me there.“You terrified me.” His voice was thick with worry, and love. “I thought I lost you.” I shook my head against his chest.
“You can’t get rid of me that easily.” I smiled and forced him back far enough that I could kiss him. “I’m sorry.”
His eyes were glimmering, but he just smiled. “I’m just happy you’re alive.” He stepped back when he heard a choking sound, and I had just enough time to brace myself before Cass flung herself into my arms.
“You bitch.” She started crying, and for the first time since she lost her pup, I saw a glimmer of my best friend again. “You are not allowed to die on me, remember? We are supposed to grow old with each other.” She hit my chest, and I laughed.
“I’m sorry.” I cupped her cheek and then nuzzled her. I pulled back, confused by her scent. “Are you okay?” She still smelled of her pup. “Your scent hasn’t changed back?”
She smiled at me. “No, I’m not okay.” She shook her head, and I felt my stomach drop. “But I am getting better.” She wiped her hand over her face. “Greyson said the same thing. The doctor said it can take a while for my body to go back to its original scent.” She shrugged. “You’re okay though?” She pulled back to look me over, and I nodded.
“I am.” I smiled as I turned, and it froze on my face.
“You are dead!”
I braced myself for my parents as they ran over to me. My father got to me first, his battered body once again healed and fully clothed. “If you ever do that again, I swear to the Goddess Amy Maclean I will kill you myself.” His tight grip felt a little suffocating, but I was ripped from his arms.
My mother’s hands floated over every inch of my body, making sure I was intact. Her right hand was healed, her fingers still missing down at the first knuckle. I grabbed her hand and looked it over. “Will they grow back?” I looked at her face, and she just shrugged.
“I’ve never lost a finger before, so I don’t know.” She pulled her hand back and pointed at me. “What the hell were you thinking?”
“What spell was that?” My dad shook his head. “I’ve never seen lightning like that before.”
I shook my head. “It wasn’t a spell. Not that I know of…it kinda just happened.” I blew out a breath, and I felt another tug. “What happened after the lightning?” I looked around at everyone. “I don’t remember anything.”
