Page 33 of Fated to Her

“I don’t need to pee,” I tell him. I am wasting my bloody time sitting on the toilet.

Eli opens the door, walking in.

“Oi, get out,” I tell him, and he walks over to the sink basin and turns it on.

“Try harder. The doc isn’t leaving till he has checked everything.”

“Well, can you get out? Trying to pee here,” I tell him, becoming frustrated though the tap works, and I manage to fill the cup before placing the lid on it. I walk out to see Cyrus leaning on the door with his hand out.

“Eww, no. I’m not handing you my pee,” I tell him, and he sighs before clicking his fingers.

I roll my eyes, giving him the cup, and he walks out. I follow to see the doctor pulling out a blood pressure cuff. Cyrus places the urine sample on the coffee table beside his bag, and the doc gives him a nod.

“Take a seat,” Cedric tells me, and I flop on the couch. The doc takes my temperature, and I’m a little warm. He then takes my blood pressure, which is high but not too worrisome.

He insists on blood samples from me as well while I glare at Eli. The doctor turns his head to the side before asking me to lie down and appears to be listening to my heartbeat with his advanced hearing.

“This is ridiculous,” I mutter, and the doctor holds up a finger to quiet me. He moves his head to my stomach. He chuckles, shaking his head and running a hand through his hair.

“Well, this was a waste of my time. Do you two not listen to her heart at all?” Cedric asks, looking at Cyrus and Eli.

“What, why?” Cyrus asks. I stare at the doctor.

“Because you would have noticed there are two heartbeats. She isn’t dying, Cyrus. She’s pregnant.”

“But she’s in heat?” Eli asks, and the doc shakes his head.

“She is a human carrying a supernatural child. Her heat won’t go until she has the baby. You will need to notify the council she is carrying your child. Her having two mates, it will be a hybrid. Also, Cyrus, you can probably hear her because she would be gravitating toward you two. A natural instinct for most pregnant Lycans is to seek out their mate’s comfort.”

“But I’m not Lycan,” I tell him.

He shrugs. “Only thing that makes sense as to why he can hear you. Your body would be dropping its guard, making you seek them out for protection,” the doc says, stuffing everything back in his bag before standing.

“I’ll still test this when I get back,” he says, taking the urine sample and placing it in a Ziplock bag.

I don’t know what to think, and by the looks on Eli and Cyrus’s faces, they haven’t really absorbed it, either.

“Congrats. I will send the information to the council later. Bring her by my office in a couple of weeks,” he says, tapping Cyrus’s shoulder with his hand. Cyrus nods, not taking his eyes off my stomach, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“Wait, her being human?” Eli asks, looking at the doc.

“Just bring her to my office in a couple of weeks. There are ways around it, Eli. She doesn’t have to die. We have had a human survive before. Technology helps. Oh, how the times have changed,” Cedric muses.

Eli shows him to the elevator, and Cedric leaves. Cyrus, however, is still staring at me. I want to know what he is thinking. Do they even want to be fathers? One thing I do know, despite my shock, is that I don’t care what they have to say. I’m keeping it. That thought makes Cyrus’s eyes dart to mine.

“So, you’re happy to be pregnant?” he asks, watching my face.

“Well, I’m not sad about it.”

Eli comes over, and I can tell something worries him. Eli looks at Cyrus, pressing his lips in a line. “Well, at least she isn’t dying,” Eli tells him.

“Yes, not yet, anyway,” Cyrus says.

“I don’t care about the risks. I’m not getting rid of our baby,” I tell them.

“You think we don’t want a baby, Addie? We never said that. I’m happy with you being pregnant, and so is Cyrus. Just a little shocked because there are risks with you being human.”

“We won’t stop you from keeping it, love.”