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My hand instantly goes up to wipe her tears away. I caress her cheek with my thumb as I hold her face. “Shhh baby, don’t cry. Listen to me, Leandra. I love you, Peach. I’m going to be 100 percent honest with you. I would be a hypocrite if I said I haven’t thought about you having my baby. I have. I have thought about filling you with cum and watching you get swollen with my baby. Peach, I want to see you happy, and I will support whatever you decide to do, even if you continue to pursue this or not. Sleep on it, baby. Okay?" Leandra nods whispering an "okay" that is barely audible.

"Goodnight, my Peach,” I say softly as we continue to cuddle.

“Goodnight, Carter,” she mumbles.

“Carter,” she says, folding her arms across her chest. “Are you sure it’s nothing bad?” Leandra questions, worry evident in her voice. It makes my skin crawl because I hate hearing her sound this concerned. “It’s nothing bad. I promise, baby.” I reassure her, keeping my eyes firmly on the road as I drive to the pack house. I regret not telling her sooner, but I am confident that our relationship is strong enough to survive this. I can still see the panic in her eyes.

“Are you sure? Because my head is thinking some crazy things right now? Is there someone else?” She says as she rests her head in her hands. I reach over and gently squeeze her thigh. Her eyes turn to look at me, and I smile at her. “Leandra, I swear to you, baby, I’m not seeing or sleeping with anyone else, okay?” She looks at me with a serious look on her face. “I know you wouldn’t do that. I’m just overthinking. I’m sorry.” She says apologetically.

She’s been to the pack house before but only during special occasions or when I stayed the night there which was rarely now. So, I know she’s probably wondering why we’re going there. “Why are we heading towards the house?” She questions. “You’ll find out why soon. But just trust me.” I say to her, but her face doesn’t look convinced. She nods and sits back in the passenger seat. Looking out the window.

We eventually pull up outside the pack house. I can sense Leandra is nervous because she isn’t talking, and I can’t read her thoughts. Closing the front door behind us, I mind-link Liam and Isabella to find out where they are.

“I need to use the restroom really quick,” she says before she disappears down the hall.

We need to talk. Where are you?I mind-link Isabella and Liam.

We’re in the office.Isabella replies.

My feet make their way toward the office knocking before opening the door. My eyes settle on little Eva playing on the floor. I see Liam sitting behind the desk and Isabella sitting across from him as she has a clear view of her daughter.

“Hey,” I smile.

“Hey man,” Liam says.

“Hey, Carter,” Isabella whispers.

I dip my head down towards Eva, grabbing her little hand. “Hello, my little Goddaughter,” she giggles. She’s adorable. I can’t help but feel a little sad thinking about Leandra’s negative pregnancy test. Deep down, I knew she was a little disappointed because I would have been the happiest man alive if she had carried my baby.

My pup.

I know my wolf would have been happy. In fact, that same night my wolf howled into the night sky almost as if it was mourning a loss. This was something I had not confessed to anyone. I clear my throat, focusing my attention back on Liam and Isabella.

“What’s up, Carter?” Liam asks, focusing all his attention on me, and I can see he’s starting to worry.

“I’ve decided to tell Leandra about our pack. I think this conversation is long overdue,” I say, watching as their eyes both look at me, confused.

“What do you mean? You haven’t told her?” Isabella sits up and turns her full attention to me.

I shake my head no. Isabella’s eyes widen, and I know she’s probably wondering why. But before I can even say anything, Isabella begins to speak.

“Carter, you know we love you, and Leandra is part of this family. I mean, she is Eva’s Godmother, and we know how you must care about her, and I would bet my life that you truly love her. We also understand that you want to tell her, and she should know about everything, including that you have a mate out there. Because even though Liam and I know you love her, your wolf will always crave his mate. Carter, we support you and love you. Whatever you decide to do, we have your back always.” She breathes out, smiling at me.

“Carter,” Liam starts. “I support whatever you want, and you know I care for Leandra and her family. We can trust her. But I want to let you know there is no going back once you’ve told her.” He says as he puts his right hand on my shoulder, showing his support.

“How do you think she’s going to react?” Isabella says, concerned. A hand runs over my face as I let out a frustrated sigh. “I don’t know, I jus —” I don’t finish my sentence because Leandra knocks on the door to the office. “Hi,” she smiles towards Liam and Isabella. Leandra’s eyes immediately go to Eva after greeting them. She bends down to say hi to Eva kissing her chubby cheek.

“She’s so cute,” Leandra says as she gently strokes her cheek with the back of her index finger. Leandra looks up at me before she stands back up. “Right, let me get Jenny to watch her, and then we can all talk,” Isabella says.

Isabella looks towards me, and I nod. Then she grabs Eva from the floor to take her to Jenny.

“Oh,” Leandra’s voice comes out surprised as she watches Isabella leave the office with Eva in her arms. “Is it something you need to tell me with Liam and Isabella ?” Holding her gaze, I take her hand and bring it to my lips to place a kiss. “Yeah, but they're just here to help me explain.”

She nods slowly, unsure what I could tell her that would need Liam and Isabella here. “Sit down,” I motion towards the couch in the office.

When Isabella returns, we all share glances, and that’s when I really start to question how the fuck am I going to start this conversation. “Fuck, I don’t know how to tell you this, Peach. I haven’t been completely honest with you,” I ran my fingers through my hair. Blood drains from her face.

“Oh my God,” she whispers under her breath. “Carter, are you —” she pauses. I can see tears threatening her eyes. “Sick?” A tear rolls down her cheek. I instantly shake my head and step towards her. “No, oh God no. I’m not sick. I’m fine, baby.” Her chest heaves, and she nods at me, letting out a shaky sigh. “Then what?”

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