The porch spun as her words slammed into me.
“Excuse me? That’s not possible,” I asked, finally managing to string words together.
Brock hadn’t said a word. He stood there, staring at my belly as if he expected to find some kind of evidence of what Sabine had said.
“So it’s his?” Sabine jotted some notes in her binder, as if what she was talking about wasn’t a big deal, a really huge fucking deal. Like, life-altering shit.
My arms crossed over my chest defiantly. “If I were pregnant,which I’m not, then yeah it’d be his. I’m not a whore.” Just a little bit of one, sometimes, last week in particular.
“A baby?” Brock seemed to have found his voice. A huge grin lit up his normally stoic face.
Fuck. He liked kids. Could he be any more perfect?
Sabine nodded. “Her HCG levels are high. Normally, you wouldn’t be able to breed with a witch or a dud, but with a fox shifter…” She let that sentence settle.
I was a fox shifter, and from the photo my dad had probably been a fox shifter too. Now it looked like I was pregnant with a werewolf’s baby.
Fuck. My. Life.
“Birth control,” I mumbled, unable to string my thoughts together better than that.
Sabine nodded. “Great stuff for human sperm, doesn’t work with most supernaturals.”
What? Oh my God. Why did my doctor never tell me that? She was a supe! Well, she did think I was human and I never mentioned my soft spot for the shifters. I also usually used a condom.
Breathe, just breathe.
“So our baby is hurting her?” Brock looked at me tenderly.
Our baby?My heart melted, even though I was pretty sure I was about to hyperventilate, have a nervous breakdown, or something. I was definitely losing my shit. What had happened to calm and collected, badass Evie?
Our baby. He said it so casually, like it wasn’t the craziest news he’d ever heard.
Sabine raised her eyebrows, no doubt as shocked as I was that the alpha was taking the news so well.
Did I even want a baby? I’d never stopped to think about it. I was only twenty-four and I led a wild life, chasing after bad creatures. A baby never factored into that picture.
“Yes,” Sabine confirmed. “I don’t think the fetus is compatible with her fox, so it’s robbing her of her resources. Feeding off her, if you will.”
Feeding. “Like a parasite?” I screeched. Yeah, I’d totally lost my cool.
The doctor nodded.
Everything started spinning faster then, and a black wall slammed into me with force, stealing the breath from me. As I lost consciousness, the last thing I remembered was falling into strong, waiting arms.
10Oh, Baby
When I finally came to,I immediately realized I was back in Brock’s house. There was a certain feel to the place, one that reminded me of him. His earthy scent permeated every surface.
Only this time I wasn’t in the bed with the fluffy white comforter, and the nightstand on the wrong side of the room. I was in an even larger bed with silky sheets in earthy colors. The blinds were slanted, mostly shut, but some late-afternoon light still filtered into the room, illuminating the sole man sharing it with me.
The moment I fully opened my eyes, Brock jumped up from the armchair in the corner, where he’d clearly been waiting. I was pretty sure I’d felt him staring at me even while I was unconscious. The wolf had a certain presence that did things to me.
He was at my side in a flash, reaching to hold my hand. “Are you all right, Evie?” His voice dripped with concern.
I took in his strong jaw, full lips, thick dark hair and dreamy amber eyes, and forgot that I was supposed to answer him. But he looked so worried; I couldn’t make him wait.
“I’m fine,” I croaked, even though I sure as shit wasn’t fine. I was probably still a pregnant fox shifter with a sketchy past. “Though, I think I need some water,” I added, around a parched throat.
