“I know we didn’t really talk about it, but it’s been on my mind since my heat ended,” I begancautiously.
Dante kissed my hair again. “Tellme.”
I fidgeted with the fabric of his jeans. My fingers absentmindedly wanted to pluck them right off. “I mean, I was just thinking… Wedidhave a lot of sex during my heat. And we never usedprotection.”
Dante laughed. He let himself fall backwards onto the bed and pulled me down with him so that I landed on top of his chest. “Silly little wolf. I’ve been waiting patiently for you to take a pregnancy test this whole time. It’s been almost two weeks since we first had sex. Do you want totrynow?”
I bit my lip. “Do you have asparetest?”
Dante raised a brow. He reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled one out. “Honey, I’ve had one fordaysnow.”
I snatched it out of his hand and made a mad dash for the bathroom. I heard Dante laughing his ass offbehindme.
I stood behind the closed door, staring down at the test and biting my lip nervously. To be honest, I felt the same way as Dante before I met him - not interested in an alpha, or kids, or mating, or any of that stuff. That was the whole reason I abandonedStoneheartpack.
But now, thinking of a life possibly growing inside me… I didn’t know I wanted ituntilnow.
This wasn’t the same situation, though. I knew that in my heart. Dante was a kind, loving alpha who wanted the best for me. Cinderhollow tribe was safe and open-minded, nothing like the pack I left behind. I shouldn’t feel guilty for running away from it and having a good life here. Didn’t Ideserveit?
I let out a shaky exhale. Time to take this damn test, and hopefully pass with flyingcolors.
I followed the instructions, then waited. Waiting was the worst part. The suspense waskillingme.
It was apparently killing Dante, too, because he was crooning behind the door, “Hellooo. Anyone in there? Did you fall into thetoilet?”
I laughed despite my nerves. “Shut up. I’m waiting for it to make upitsmind.”
“Well,mymind’s already made up, and I want a damn baby. So it better be positive,” Dantecalled.
“Sorry, but there’s no way for me to cheat on apregnancytest.”
I heard him lean against the door. “At least if it turns out negative, we can do a lot ofstudyingto pass thenexttest.”
“You big dumb alpha,” I muttered with asmile.
“What’s the test say now?” he asked. He was playing it cool, but I could hear the tension in his voice. He wanted this as badly asIdid.
“Let me see,”Isaid.
I looked down, and my breath caught in my throat. I ran out of the bathroom, throwing the door open and launching myself intoDante’sarms.
“What?” he asked, almost panicked. “What’swrong?”
Not even bothering to hide the joy in my face, I shoved the stick in his face. When he registered that it was positive, his expression lit up likethesun.
“Oh… Gabe,” he murmured. He picked me up and kissed me hard. “I can’t believe it. We’re going tobedads.”
“We’re gonna be dads,” I repeated, shaking from how giddyIwas.
We kissed again, deeper and slower this time. The kiss ended up with one of Dante’s hands slipping down my back and grasping my ass. I yelped into hismouth.
“Sorry,” he muttered, clearly not sorry at all. “Finding out you’re pregnant just made you like, a million timeshotter.”
“Oh, really?” I asked. “And what exactly are you gonna doaboutit?”
Taking that as a challenge, Dante smirked and growled. He carried me to the bed and plopped me down before crawling on top of medominantly.
“You want to find out?” he asked, his voice thick andrough.
