Holy moon.
I was staring at the test in my hand—one I had just received from one of the very uncomfortable betas. He had handed me the brown paper bag without meeting my gaze. When I looked down and saw the two blue lines, they told me I was pregnant again.
I started to laugh when I saw it. I had told Tyler that it wasn’t going to happen right away, and still there it was, right there when we had only been here for a couple of weeks, Christmas was around, and the New Year’s was just over. I was pregnant.
“Ty!” I called in my mind. He was out, planning to take down Kyle. I wanted to help, but now, holding the stick, I wasn’t so sure.
He barged inside the small cabin, looking taller than before, his head nearly a foot above mine. Tyler scanned the room for any threat, assuming I was in d
