Evie stared at Clara. "I am what?"
"Pregnant," Clara repeated, still smiling. "About six weeks along, I would estimate."
"That is impossible," Evie said. "I am human. Gideon is a werewolf. I did not think we could have children."
"It is rare," Clara admitted. "But not impossible. The mate bond strengthens the human body, makes conception more likely. And after the blood binding with Victoria, your system was exposed to werewolf magic. That probably helped too."
Evie's mind was spinning. Pregnant. She was going to have a baby. Gideon's baby.
"Does Gideon know?" Clara asked.
"Not yet," Evie said. "You are the first person I have told."
"Then you should tell him soon," Clara advised. "Before he senses it through the bond himself."
Evie left the healing room in a daze. She walked throu
