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Cullen cocked his head to the side. “No, he did the right thing, bringing you back here. We should be with you if you’re taking a test.”

I leveled him with a glare. “I probably have gas. Or a virus.”

Jensen smirked. “I guess it’s a good thing I’m a doctor, then. If it’s gas, we will stay with you in solidarity while you stink.”

“Look, we have a right to know,” Cullen said.

I shook my head. “It’s not like I was keeping anything from you. I had a slight suspicion, so I decided to take a test in my own bathroom in my own home before I had a conversation with you guys. I didn’t realize I needed permission to pee on a stick.”

“We need to know,” Gideon said.

Huffing, I looked at each of them in turn. “You are stressing yourself out for no reason. The chances that I am actually pregnant are minimal. You should have just let me go home. I would have taken the test, seen that it was negative, and never have bothered you guys, but now you’re getting all worked up!”

“The migraine medicine may have made your birth control useless if it messed with your suppressants…” Jensen trailed off.

The handsome fuck had a point.

“Bathroom. Now,” Gideon said, pushing me toward the stairs.

When he started to follow me into the small bathroom, I turned to him with shock. “You don’t think you’re coming in here with me, do you?”

He nodded, his face hard and set.

In the hallway, Jensen was smirking and Cullen looked like he was about to shit a brick.

“Out!” I growled, snatching the pregnancy tests out of Gideon’s hand and shoving him toward the door.

“But you?—”

“Out.” I put every ounce of strength I had behind the word to make it crystal clear I was not going to urinate in front of them.

Gideon didn’t look happy with the prospect, but eventually he stalked out of the room, allowing me to close the door behind him and lock it.

Part of me wanted to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Was this what I got for overreacting, thinking I needed a pregnancy test in the first place?

“Have you taken the test yet?” Jensen asked through the door.

“You know what? Having you three hovering outside the door does not make for easy urination!” I growled.

A chuckle echoed in the hall. Cullen.

It took several tries—I even turned on the faucet to try to encourage my shy bladder—but I was able to pee on the stick while ignoring the three alphas hovering outside the door.

“Okay, I’ve done it. We just need to wait three minutes for the results,” I said, placing the test on the counter before turning on the faucet and washing my hands.

Those three minutes were painfully slow, but once the alarm on my phone beeped, I turned over the test.

Positive.

Oh.

Fuck.

Chapter 26

Gideon

Bethany stared at the test in abject horror.

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