I didn’t know what to say. I already knew, and I knew, because of the choice I made, the baby wouldn’t survive. I saw how the king responded to the marking. How would he respond to me being pregnant?
“It’s Xander’s, isn’t it?” the doctor asked.
I nodded. “He’s the only one I have ever been with. It hasn’t been that long ago.”
A smile formed on his face. “It’s different for werewolves. It goes much faster. You can’t compare it to human pregnancy.” He let out a breath. “The king hasn’t always been like this. He changed over the years. The search for you and the loss of his mother only gave his wolf more control. He does his best to keep him at bay, but he is not strong enough. He needs his mate.”
I had a feeling he was hiding something else from me. “What’s wrong?”
“Normally, when you
