“I’m assuming the pup is a Dire Wolf,” Ian said.
“Yes,” said Logan, as he led his brother and Ian to the suite’s living room, “I want him examined to make sure everything is all right with his pregnancy.”
“Logan, what happened?” asked Colton, “All you said was Dakota and Slate were in trouble.”
“I don’t know the whole story yet, but Slate was kidnapped. We don’t know by who or why, but Dakota is close to the breaking point.”
“Babe, I must have my bag, can you go get it?” asked Ian.
Colton jumped up. “I’ll be right back with it. Areyouokay?” Colton asked.
“I’m fine, but Dakota needs our help if we’re going to save his pup. Now go,” Ian said.
“I’m off,” Colton said, as he left the room.
“Ian, is there a possibility Dakota could lose the pup?” asked Logan.
“Highly likely, with what has happened,” Ian said, looking around, “is there another bedroom in this suite?”
“Yes, it’s next to ours,” Kieran answered, joining the group. “What can I do to help?”
“I don’t know until I examine him but my guess is he will be physically okay, but mentally? I expect he’s going through an acute stress reaction, trying to figure out how to survive. The longer Slate is gone, the harder it will be for Dakota to hold onto whatever hope he has. That’s where you come in, Kieran. You must make sure he never loses hope or he will lose the pup.”
“Will do,” Kieran said. “It’ll work best if he stays in the bedroom where it’s quiet.”
“Perfect,” said Ian, “I was going to insist on bed rest.”
Colton came back with Ian’s bag. “Where are you going to examine him?”
“In the second bedroom,” Ian said.
“I’ll show you,” Kieran said, “and after you see it, tell me if you need anything for the examination.”
Logan watched his brother and Kieran leave the room, then asked Ian, “What’s the likelihood of Dakota losing the pup?”
Sighing, Ian ran his hand over his face, hating to answer Logan, but better he knew the odds now than be surprised later. “Even in the best of circumstances, Dakota’s pregnancy has a higher rate of miscarriage than Kieran’s or even mine…”
“Because he’s carrying a Dire Wolf pup, right?” asked Logan.
“Exactly. The only good thing is that Dakota’s pregnancy is in a very early stage. His pup is the size of a bean, so if he does miscarry, it won’t cause a lot of internal damage. But, if Slate isn’t found, and Dakota loses his pup, I fear his will to live will be gone, too, and neither I nor Colton will be able to do anything to keep him alive.”
“You’re counting on Kieran to help Dakota?” Logan asked.
Ian thought for a moment before saying, “Yes, I don’t know exactly what Kieran is, I only know he was able to save Fionn when he had lost all hope.”
Not able to disclose his mate’s ability to Ian, Logan changed the subject. “What about you? Suffering any morning sickness? How’s your pup doing?”
“Pup’s fine. Me? I get tired more often now, but that’s to be expected,” Ian said, rubbing his growing baby belly.
“Glad to hear that,” Logan said, as Kieran and Colton joined them. “The other news I have is Cody and Dylon are on their way and should be here in the morning.”
“They are? How come?” asked Colton.
“Cody had a vision and insisted they had to come immediately,” Logan said, “and before you ask, I don’t know anything more. We’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”
“I didn’t know Cody had visions? Is he a seer?” asked Ian.
“Jackson didn’t say anything else and I didn’t have time to ask him,” Logan said. “But if they can help find Slate then I’m all for it.”
