“What the f**k!” He called out irately, his wolf retreating. I could see that Jake was back in control now, wiping yellowish green vomitus off his face, and dry retching at the stench. He looked both disturbed and enraged at the same time.
On the bright side, I was feeling a bit better. The nausea left almost immediately, but this feeling of relief was short-lived as my eyes caught Jake. That fearful realization that he was intending to do something unthinkable began to dawn on me.
The kitchen door creaking open distracted me from my thoughts. My eyes flickered back to Jake, who was looking at me suspiciously, and I had a sinking feeling that he would know without a doubt now that I was pregnant. If he hadn’t realized earlier on, he sure would now.
“Hey, what’s going on here!” Max gaspe
