Page 31 of Bullied Pregnant Mate

“Oh, there were some great witchy vibes coming out of the forest,” she answers. “I didn’t sleep well, so when I was up early, I just went straight out. I was feeling really good until the wolves showed up.”

“Did you feel anything? Like, from a witch’s point of view, was there anything strange about them?”

She shakes her head. “I thought they had to be from our pack. It’s not like I’d recognize anyone in their wolf shape, and I can’t identify by scent like you can. It wasn’t until they attacked me that I realized they had to be our enemies.”

“They really attacked you?”

“Yes,” she says a little indignantly.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean for that to come out as if I don’t believe you, because I do, but they didn’t attack me. Between the two of them, they could have ripped me apart, but they didn’t. I thought if they approached you and you got scared and ran, maybe they weren’t really hostile.”

“No, they definitely were,” she confirms. “Both had teeth bared and were snarling at me. I could sense the threat coming off them in waves. They definitely wanted to hurt me.”

“But not me,” I say. “What the hell is going on here?”

Alisa shakes her head. “Something much deeper than pack politics, that’s for sure. This isn’t a random visit.”

“I agree. I don’t even know how to explain this to Bae.”

“You’ll have to,” she says seriously. “This is something they need to know for sure.”

“Yeah, I know,” I say with a sigh. “One day as a fully responsible pack member, and this is the kind of deal I get stuck with. I knew this stuff would be complicated.”

She smiles, squeezing my hand. “At least neither of us got hurt. That’s the only thing that matters.”

“Yes, that’s true.”

Alisa sits up a little, looking over my shoulder. “Is that pancake batter I see?”

“It sure is,” I answer, chuckling.

“How about we have breakfast before we get going?”

“I think that’s a great idea,” I agree, standing up.

“I should finish it,” she protests. “You got all banged up.”

“All healed already,” I answer, doing a little spin so she can see. “My wounds are gone. Besides, they didn’t even want to hurt me. You had to run for your life.”

“Okay,” she says with a cheeky grin. “You’ve convinced me. Just let me know if you need any help.”

“I won’t need help. You just wait right here, and I’ll bring you some coffee.”

“Jenks,” she says softly. I turn around and she’s staring out into the forest, a strange, still look on her face.

“Yes?”

“We need to be careful from now on. All of us.”

The tone of her voice spooks me more than the blank look on her face. I hurry to make the coffee, wondering what she can sense out there, and what it means for us.

Chapter 11 - Alisa

When Jenks puts the coffee down on the table next to me, it startles me a bit. I was so distracted looking out into the forest, I almost slipped right out of reality.

The words float through my mind, slightly ominous, like a warning.

The spirits are restless. The Ancient Ones walk again.

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