Savannah’s POV
Beatrice stared at me with what could only be described as a ‘well, duh’ look and I felt a blush stain my cheeks. Come to think of it, the book had been about werewolves and Tia had already proposed the theory that he was a werewolf prince and I was his mate. I don’t know why it didn’t register with me yet. Well, it is not every day that a girl realises that the man who visited her was a prince from another realm and she is pregnant with his baby. Little details like werewolves may skip at the mouth of such things, right? No? Well, I am pregnant and I am entitled to forgetting things. It comes with the territory as far as my research goes!
But I didn’t utter any of my indignant thoughts to the poor girl who was looking doubtful of my sanity.
“Just kidding. I totally knew
