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It looked like I’d been dismissed. Wilfred wasn’t interested in my attentions.

Chapter 9

Wilfred

It was nearly closing time when Alder came bounding into the shop. He was talking before I’d even finished saying hello.

“Do you have anything for morning sickness?”

I blinked at him. “Are you—?”

“Huh? Oh, not me, no.”

“Ronnie?” I asked.

Alder shook his head.

“No, it’s not me or Ronnie. We’re not at the baby stage yet.” He reached the counter in front of me and leaned close, conspiratorially. “Although Ty and I are hoping to knock Ronnie up once he graduates. He’s going to look so sexy all round and pregnant.”

“Oh, well, congratulations seem a bit premature, then.”

Alder laughed. “We’ll let you know when he’s pregnant. We’ll be here constantly anyway, asking you to make baby stuff for us.”

I couldn’t help but smile at the idea of that. I’d love to make things for a baby, especially one I’d get to know well. “Like a wooden train set or something? Hand-carved. I could use recycled wood, too.”

I was already planning it in my head, which meant I didn’t quite keep up with Alder when he said, “So?”

“Um….?”

“So do you have anything for morning sickness? I thought you might have a magic candle or something.”

I couldn’t help but laugh outright at the way Alder viewed my shop. I liked to think of it as a wonder emporium of sorts, sometimes, but magic candles was a bit beyond me.

Still, that didn’t mean I didn’t have anything at all.

I led him over to the herbal teas.

“Here,” I said, grabbing the packet I wanted. “Ginger tea, perfect for morning sickness.”

Alder eyed it sceptically. “Are you sure?”

“Well… no. I haven’t experienced it, so I don’t know what it feels like and people are different, so they respond to different things. But several people have used this and told me it works wonders. Tell you what: take this one and see if it works, and if it doesn’t, no harm done.”

Alder raised an eyebrow at me. “Didn’t Richard tell you to stop giving things away?”

I cringed guiltily. “Oh, yes, I remember now.”

I couldn’t take back my offer, though, could I?

Alder bounded over to the till and took out his wallet. “I’ll buy this one, Wilfred, and report back to you about whether it works.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am. I don’t want Richard shouting at me.”

As I processed his payment, I asked, “So who’s pregnant?”

“It’s Waggoner, my boss. He’s only gone and allowed his alpha to impregnate him and now he can’t keep anything down.”

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