Page 34 of A Surprise Baby for the Wolf Shifter

Weylan lifted a hand and growled out, “Stay here. I’ll handle this.”

“Okay…” I said, dragging out the word a little. I wasn’t convinced staying put was the answer. But I also needed to give him the space to handle whatever drama was literally standing on his doorstep.

He stood up and headed out the door. It slammed shut behind him.

Whoever had shown up was continuing to scream at the top of her lungs and grunted like a wild animal. Suddenly the strange questions Weylan had asked me before were making much more sense.

I shook my head as the sensation from before rolled over me. I was in over my head with this man. He clearly had some skeletons left in his closet that he refused to talk about, and that was his choice. But I wasn’t going to get myself involved in whatever drama he had in his life. And that included whatever troubles his ex was putting him through. I wasn’t convinced she was the only excuse though.

Regrettably, it seemed I was pulled into the drama whether I liked it or not.

Weylan’s voice filtered through the air more muted than the woman’s. They were discussing something about me. Very heatedly.

As much as he wanted me to obediently sit on the couch and wait for his return, curiosity was getting the better of me. I fought it until I couldn’t take it anymore and stood and walked to the window. If I was being pulled into whatever beef was going on between him and this other woman, I wanted to at least know what I was dealing with.

Keeping myself as out of sight as I could, I stared out the window, finding an incredibly beautiful woman facing off with Weylan who looked as though he would rather pull every tooth and nail from his body than deal with her. I wondered what the problem with her was. She was gorgeous with a killer body. Much thinner than I was, and she had an athletic build. Her long, blond hair poured around her shoulders holding bits and pieces of sticks and leaves. She was taller than me, judging by how she stood in front of Weylan. Did I mention the rocking bod?

She and I were essentially opposite of the spectrum, which made me slightly self- conscience.

But the way he glared at her reassured me. A little.

“I want her out here, Weylan! I can smell her. I know she’s here,” the woman said, getting up in Weylan’s face. “You belong to me!”

That was concerning.

It also confirmed what I already knew… I was not only in over my head, but there was some serious drama between the two of them that I wanted no part of. And I would say so when Weylan got back in. I didn’t mind him wanting something to do with the baby, but dammit all if he was going to have that trainwreck following him everywhere.

She would never be allowed around my child.

That was if we kept it.

The way she spoke to him. The emotion and the tears that filled her eyes. I had reason to believe she wasn’t an ex. Or as much of one as Weylan wanted me to believe.

Anger burst through me. A certain need to kill to protect my own came over me.

It was such a surprising development. I wasn’t a violent person. I didn’t get myself into fights. To be honest, I normally avoided them like the plague. But I certainly found myself wanting to rush out there and defend my unborn, barely developed baby from her. She sounded crazy, and acted like it too.

“I told you, woman, get some help. I’m not your mate. I don’t belong to you. I don’t want you and you should be with your own kind,” Weylan snapped back. “Get off my property or else.”

“Kind?” I asked myself. What did that mean?

I smirked. He stood his ground and wasn’t some sort of pushover. Not like he had explained himself to be. But it was concerning to hear mate being used as a term for a relationship. What did that mean? It certainly wasn’t the British use of the term.

The list of questions were growing and I wasn’t liking it one bit.

The two continue to dig deeper into their heated argument as I stood by the window waiting for things to end. I was getting tired of being up on my feet and was seconds from going and sitting on the couch when a strange movement shook me to my core.

At first, I thought Weylan spiked my drink or food with something when I wasn’t paying attention.

I started to panic.

Then as I watched, I realized what I was seeing was real.

The woman started to shake. Her body started to break and move in ways that were unnatural and impossible. Her fingers blended with her hands and morphed into giant yellow paws. A long tail, covered in yellow fur tipped with black, protruded from her rear. Her hair shed from her head and was replaced by the same color fur as the rest of her. As her clothes were torn away from her, the rest of her body changed. Her human flesh was ripped and torn away to reveal a massive mountain lion.

Seconds was all it took.

I sucked in a breath as my heart started to race. Though I wanted desperately to blink and find it all was some sort of strange hallucination, it wasn’t.

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