PART 1
The Alpha of the Rwirwe pack was a very worried woman. Hours after her mate left the house she was still in her head. She was even afraid to take a pregnancy test.
Her phone rang.
Checking the caller ID it was Logan. "Uncle," she called warmly.
"No, why?" She asked anxiously.
"Come over, I can't leave the house. Arianna is not feeling well." she finished softly before hanging up. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Rhey hurriedly opened the door and hugged her distraught-looking uncle.
"What's wrong?" she stepped aside and he walked in.
"Just mate stuff," Logan answered roughly scratching the back of his neck. "How's my grand-niece?"
"She will be okay," Rhey assured. "But seriously, what's wrong?"
"I am afraid I haven't been a good mate," he sighed declining on a sofa
