“You are what?” I had expected Isaac to react in somewhat this manner. He had come to visit as usual at night in all his half-naked glory, but I had refused to sleep with him and when I told him about being pregnant, he reacted this way. I sat at the foot of the bed and observed him.
‘I don’t think it was a good idea,’ I muttered to my wolf.
I placed a hand over my still flat stomach and nodded grimly. He stared at me with pinched eyebrows and thin lips for a long time before glancing away. He put his hands on his hips. “I can’t believe it.”
I shrugged. “That’s the truth.”
“Did you go to the pack doctor?” he asked. I shook my head. “Astrid doesn’t feel safe.”
“Astrid?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
I had the urge to roll my eyes. He didn’t even know my wolf’s name. “My wolf,
