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Love

He has murder in his eyes

Tori

Shut off your phone if you don’t want to get bombarded with calls and texts from him. Been there, done that, kinda sucks

I let out a long breath.

Telling him after the appointment would be the easiest, and the most logical. But if he’d realized I was gone, he was going to freak out, and I felt too bad to put him through that.

So, I texted them back.

Me

I’ll handle it. Thanks ladies

They sent hearts and kiss emojis, and I pulled up Beck’s contact, sending him the address for the building I was in.

Me

I’m at the doctor’s office. I know this isn’t the best way to tell you, but I wasn’t on birth control when I went home from the bar with you.

A bubble popped up for a long moment, then disappeared, like he was typing a message but changed his mind.

I watched, waiting for the message to come through or for more bubbles, but none came.

Letting out a long breath, I set my phone on my leg and looked at the clock.

Only thirty-five minutes to go.

Five more minutes passed painfully slowly, before the door to the room I was in swung open. “She’s right in here,” a pleasant female voice said.

Beck strode in, his face calm but his eyes storming. He didn’t so much as look at the woman as he closed the door behind us.

And locked it.

I bit my lip, my heartbeat skyrocketing.

He crouched in front of my chair, those intense eyes catching mine and holding my gaze as he set his hands on my knees. “Tell me everything.”

Right.

Everything was probably a good place to start.

“I didn’t think about birth control,” I said quietly. “It didn’t even cross my mind until after I got home that night, and saw a text in the Wildwood Bitches group about how adorable our kids would be. I panicked and called Love. Neither of us knew anything about werewolf fertility. The vampires didn’t teach us any of that, and unlike my best friends, I got my IUD out when I got away from the clan. It felt like taking control of my life again, for some ridiculous reason.”

I continued, “Madd told us that werewolves are crazy fertile with their mates. I said it was a good thing we weren’t mates, but they both went quiet for a minute. Then, Love told me to dig out your blood bag, and call her back afterward. I did, and realized what you were to me.”

“I didn’t know what to do. She’d kept the truth from me, so staying didn’t feel safe, and you’d lied to me—so I went to Tori’s place, where you found me. I called the doctor the next day, and she said I had to wait two weeks before a blood test could give me an answer.” I gestured toward the tape wrapped around the inside of my elbow, holding cotton over the place the needle had stabbed me.

Beck took a long breath in, then let it out.

He closed his eyes.

The veins in his neck were bulging. The ones in his forehead, too.

I resisted the urge to shrink away. Even at his angriest, he couldn’t hurt me. His wolf would never allow it.