Page 63 of Wedding for My Werewolf

“What is it?”

“A wolf can always tell when his mate is ovulating. Her scent changes, becomes more tempting.”

“Okay?”

“But your scent is always so tempting and our bond is still so new and I… I wasn’t as careful as I should have been.”

“You’re not making any sense,” she said, her pulse starting to speed up.

“I think you might be pregnant, little bird. In fact, I’m pretty sure you are.”

She jerked back and stared at him, trying to process what he’d said. A baby? She hadn’t even considered the possibility with so many other changes in her life.

“How do you know?”

“Your scent is different.”

“But you’re sure?”

He gave her a sheepish look and shrugged a shoulder.

“Wolves. We just know.”

“A baby,” she murmured, a sudden surge of longing sweeping over her. A family.

“I’ll understand if you think it’s too soon,” he added quickly.

“No.” She smiled up at him. “I think it’s perfect.”

“You’re sure?”

“Very sure.”

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She started to respond, then pulled back and gave him a worried look.

“Do you think your mother knows?”

“I think that if my mother knew the entire town would be on our doorstep,” he said dryly. “But it won’t take her long to figure it out.”

“In that case, we’d better celebrate while we can.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and straddled him. He growled softly, his big hands settling on her hips.

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all day.”

She rocked back and forth on his erection and he pulled her head down so he could nuzzle her mating bite, sending little sparks of excitement through her body.

“Little bird,” he murmured, cupping her ass to help her move against him. “I don’t think you’re going to be able to leave this room today.”

“I’m okay with that.”

And as he rolled her over and started kissing his way down her body, she couldn’t help but smile. She had found a place to belong and a mate who loved her and now their family was growing. And she couldn’t wait.

Flora smiledand took a congratulatory sip of whiskey. Another successful mating. But then again, Eric and Robin hadn’t been too much of a challenge—all they’d needed was a little push. She suspected the next couple she’d set her sights on was going to require a little more assistance.

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