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Fuck. It boggled the mind.

Keegan walked over to them, having a radar for his mate. “Hey. You two okay?”

“Rory got a little overheated in the kitchen, is all.” John lifted his face for a kiss. He got it, too, a lingering press of mouths that was not gross or overly hot, but it still made him a little guilty watching it.

Love? Are you well?

He smiled at Fen’s voice. He tried to avoid peeking in on Fen at work. Distracting him could cause injuries.I’m fine. Just hot.

Hot. He felt Fen’s concern deepened.It’s chilly out there. I’m coming to see you. Just let me put my tools away.

Oh, I’m all right, I just…He just had to go see a midwife to see if he was pregnant, and then, if he was pregnant, tell Fen that he was pregnant because he didn’t even begin to know how to dothat. “Hey, you, I’m having a baby, and I hope that you’re cool with that. I don’t know why you wouldn’t be cool with that, but what if you’re not cool with that?”

I’ll be right there.

“Rory, man, are you all right?” Keegan asked.

“I’m fine. Fen’s on his way. I—I guess he wanted to see me.” And now he was going to have to figure out what the hell to do.

Lying to Fen was hard, even if it was just a lie of omission.

John gave him a warm, amused little look, and Rory considered just biting him. “You’re getting whiskery again, buddy. Hold it together.”

“Oh, damn it.”

This was the last thing he needed right now, to just wolf out when he really needed to talk to his mate.

“All right, listen to me. Deep breaths, man. In and out. You’ve got this.” The alpha’s voice was soothing and helped, surprisingly, to keep him stable and unfuzzy.

Defuzzy.

The great antifuzzy.

Whatever.

The important part was that he didn’t wolf out and was heading toward calm, at least until Fen came up at him. At a dead run.

“Mate, mate, are you well?”

He nodded and shook his head, nodded again.

Keegan chuckled. “Well, that was clear.”

Fen gave Keegan a look, but he grabbed his hands. “What can I do?”

“Why don’t you guys walk over to see Missus Lonia?” John suggested.

Keegan’s eyebrows flew up, but Fen had no idea who that was, so he blinked. “Is she a healer?”

“Of sorts,” Rory murmured, glaring at John.

He just chuckled. “She can help, yes.”

“Well, then, come on, love,” Fen told him, tugging his hands.

He rolled his eyes at John but took Fen’s left hand in his right and led him off across the village.

“So, um…” How to explain this? “This healer person lady that we’re going to go see. Um. She’s kind of a specialist.”