“That’s probably why you’ve felt so terrible. We need to find your bondmate!”
“So, I could have bonding sickness and not be pregnant?” That would be a relief, but no less difficult to sort out. Meadow had gone through the same struggle after bonding and bouncing on Hendrix.
“Always a possibility.” The timer went off and Meadow hopped to her feet.
I knew the result instantly by how wide her eyes got.
“Give it.” I held out my hand until Meadow set the test into my palm.
It was right there. Two pink fucking lines.
Shit.
How was I bondedandpregnant?
Chapter 26
Logan
“Are you guys ready to book studio time?” I asked Hendrix while doing a personal check-in call with their band, since Hunter was up to his eyeballs in work.
“Definitely for a few of the songs, we’re still working on?—”
“Pack meeting!” I heard Meadow yell in the background.
“Sorry, one second,” said Hendrix. His voice got quieter, but I could still understand them. “Pack meeting about what?”
“She’s pregnant! We have to figure out how to support her.”
“Wait, what? Who’s pregnant? What’s happening?”
“Clover!” Meadow yelled.
Ice water poured down my spine. Clover was pregnant? By who?
Hendrix came back at full volume. “Can I call you back?”
“Sure.” I stared into the distance as the call ended. Clover hadn’t said a thing about having a heat while she was away. Who the hell would’ve gotten her pregnant?
Fuck.
Did that mean she was off the market for good? But…she wouldn’t have been getting off on calls with me if she had someone in Seattle, would she? We hadn’t talked as much as I’d wanted since she was always limited on time, but we’d beengetting to know each other. Those calls had been a lifeline. I hadn’t felt right since she left, but I had to respect her boundaries.
I hated not knowing.
I guess it stood to reason she probably had more partners than me and my pack. It hadn’t been hard to see that she was lonely up in Seattle, so I couldn’t really blame her, even if I had offered a dozen times to erase the distance between us.
This was all fucked.
How was I supposed to figure out what the hell was happening?
Asking her directly might work, but I was also fairly certain I wasn’t supposed to know yet. Maybe I could get away with fishing around for some information…
Logan:
Call tonight?
Clover:
