Page 87 of Banished Mates
A thump dragged my attention up and my wolf went wild inside me. I lunged to shut the door, but the man blocked it.
I prepared to shift to fight him off, but met the gaze of a concerned... human?
His brows were furrowed as he studied me.
“Are you all right, Miss?”
I blinked up at him, adrenaline working through my body.
“Apologies, I live up the road. I didn’t mean to startle you, but do you need an ambulance?”
I shook my head quickly, lifting my hands, document and all, and waving them out. Exiting the van, I put my thumb up.
I’d overreacted. The man wasn’t stalking me.
“If you’re sure...”
I nodded and shooed him toward his car. He reluctantly did as I motioned. It was in time for a wave of heat to flush through the mating bites.
Shit.
The small car puttered off and I exhaled with relief. I’d already left without their knowledge, but if they’d found me talking to someone, it was over for the human.
Multiple thumps thudded toward me and three wolves corralled me back a step.
Kit and Camden shifted, standing before me naked.
Camden turned his glare to me, while Kit strode to the door I’d left wide open.
“Listen,” I signed, clearing my throat as I took a step back and bumped into Rowan. The paper in my hands fluttered to the ground.
My eyes widened and I dipped to pluck it back up, but Rowan’s maw beat me to it. Camden took it from him and I huffed, crossing my arms. They were already pissed...
I best get prepared for their reaction.
They would be livid.
My stomach roiled and bitterness crawled up my throat.Not again.
Bending over, I vomited. Rowan whined and pushed his head against my thigh. I buried my fingers into his fur, clutching it tightly. Vomiting sucked.
I blinked tears away to Camden standing in front of me. Wasn’t he cold with the lack of clothing? Rowan was fine since his fur covered him, but they were always careful to not needlessly pull out their monster form unless we were in our home.
“Will...”
His eyes were wide as they flicked from the paper to my face. I audibly swallowed, grimacing.
Camden ripped the bottom of my shirt and lifted it to wipe my lips, his movements almost mechanic.
“Will, are you...?”
I nodded tersely and the cloth at my lips trembled from his hand. I didn’t knowwhatI expected, considering I had used zero contraceptives. It just slipped my mind since it was pretty difficult for werewolves to get pregnant. Nola never told me we had super ovaries.
A grin spread across his face and I puffed out my cheeks. Camden’s lips lowered and I quickly turned away before he kissed my lips. I scowled and kept my face averted. I’djustvomited. He dipped, pulling me into his arms, and my feet dangled.
“Fuck, are you all right, honey? Is our little one okay?” Camden gingerly lowered me and his hands hovered over me.
Great.
